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Living in the morning 

Life is never boring 

We forget about the night 

And wake up to the light 
Step into the day 

Even if there’s nothing to say 

Hearken to the teachings

Of a world ever reaching 
Do not falter 

Don’t place your sins 

On the altar 

For nothing is as grave 

As digging your own cave 
What we feel 

Is always real

Do not doubt 

That you will figure it out