Up this morning to see the sun rise
True, it's early for my tastes
And definently not normal for me
To be up before the rest of the world
It's quite outside
No one is stirring
Hazy mist settles around me
And the first rays of light kiss me
The world is waking
Drugged sleep is lifting
Subconsience is abandoning
A new day is starting
THe sun's up now
Welcome the day
Here in it's full presence
What will it give me today
It's gone now
The quite of the morning
To think i miss it everyday
For the sake of sleeping in
Miss the transformation from innocent to average
Miss the beautiful, quite, hazy morning
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I would like to translate this poem
when wold the subconsience ever abandon anybody? yes, dont sleep too long.