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Rise
RISE
As the night turns in to day and my journey into the dream world ceases, the struggle to breathe new energy into the mundane seems like a thesis. Yesterdays become another page that has been written into history. Un eventful, in the eyes of yearning. The candle grows small, as life is burning. My spirit seeks to fly to new height's. Yet there is no clear runway in sight. The birds bring their morning song, happy go lucky they go on. Something to move me is what I seek. I...mpatient I grow each day each week. This day will grow on like so many before, staying the course and serving the masses. But each day I must rise, like a phoenix from the ashes.
