Mornings brighten my day with their clear reflections of sunlight,
pointedly touching my being, energizing it with plenty of Vitamin
D3.
Feeling warm love enveloping me in a cocoon of intellect, as I
wander around, trying to research wisdom and make it a part of my
imagination.
Leading always into subconscious realms of thought, I willingly
follow it wherever it may stray.
Longing for midnight ventures to end my days on earth, I
continually search for openings to seclude myself beyond vision.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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