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Death, Happines, the Universe
As darkness flees with the rising sun
An epiphany has come
Once again I am here old friend
Feeling warmth my mind is Zen
The turbulence inside has subdued
The tide has reseeded
My sand is dry, air floats it by
I'm free
An epiphany has come
Once again I am here old friend
Feeling warmth my mind is Zen
The turbulence inside has subdued
The tide has reseeded
My sand is dry, air floats it by
I'm free
Published 11th Dec 2015
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