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A crow bit my third eye
Born day
Living today
Sunrise chasing sunset
Meandering moonbeams
Stars luminous lightbulbs
The breeze lifts as if I am a leaf
Fallen
Caught in an autumn gust
For time is today
Tomorrow the hours matter not
Best leave those for dreamers to dream
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