Michael Devant

Rookie (14-09-1986 / Bliss in Indonesia)

Morning

As the morning unfolds it's glory
The remnant from what the night has left behind
Was nothing more than an old story
A simple memory from which life intertwined
Of which how the darkness made us blind
and how precision of time could be so kind

This is not just the day after
It is a blessing to start anew

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