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The sun rose with the lust of the four corner of the earth invisable to the naked eye

Telling the people of all nations to rise from their glorious adventures and become once again human

I see nature more beautyful than yesterday becoming more mature by the minuites of infinite time

Can you see the shades of ligth telling animals to rest or the glimpse of a child tanning in the sun rolling in mud

I fear the mothing, a mature accessory only for the strenth of the beings that can make it to the top only to climb back down

Does life groan in my mind seeking treasure that doesn’t exist or does it need another accessory compasion and love might fit in the space

Can I offer you a drink a qestion of taste I passion of liquer to quench those that need a new mind

Can you change your way behold the glorious way of the old

Are you strong enough to become the man you need to be, or do you follow those that follow those

As the day goes by I see the antives of the land, minding their own living on nothing but objects that created our eath

Fresh maples line the groves, where streams connect those that are getting old

I walk to the center of the earth counting the life changes that have occurred in me

But as night eagers near I pounder on a days message a telling of the peo[ple of the true

For one can only learn by becoming those amoungst us that are true

The moon shines bright and I lay in the dust for a new days adventure lays ahead one of many to come

Good night those that hear my name sound in the deepest corners of the night to the deepest crepids of the artic ocean

Good night I say and broil in the makings of a new day