The earth turns,
The world wakes,
The dew shines,
Ever-changing is life,
The beauty sleeps,
To wake in the morn,
As the sun rises,
To start life over again,
An endless cycle,
A miracle is taken for granted,
And everything goes unnoticed,
In the morning light,
The mind's eye isn't as blind,
Without the mind behind it
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