Morning whispers in my eyes
telling me everything
tells me here
I never seen
it’s all so clear
but this
I won’t know this
for years
I’m strapping
strong and free
I know they can’t
touch me
not in this morning hour
I’m free
from the weight of power
tell me NOW!
and say it plain
won’t you?
please explain.
how truth
cannot remain
the same.
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