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Awakening
I feel like I am waking from a long held slumber
Moving my limbs, beginning to lumber
Breathing deep into my lungs a new breath of fresh air
Shaking away the numbness that had all gathered there
Slowing raising my consciousness from its comfortable nest
Rubbing my eyes of sleepiness so as to perform my best
In front of this crowded room that has seemed to appear
With spectators looking on from both far and near
Time to dust off this brain to come up with ideas
For a monthlong competition, without complications or fears
Rise up and put your pen to the scroll
Rise up come along and get ready to go
And so I arise to take part as I have before
It’s time to do this, challenge my limits once more
Awaken my muse and come forth once again
For today, this is all, hello all my old friends.
#napowrimo2020
Moving my limbs, beginning to lumber
Breathing deep into my lungs a new breath of fresh air
Shaking away the numbness that had all gathered there
Slowing raising my consciousness from its comfortable nest
Rubbing my eyes of sleepiness so as to perform my best
In front of this crowded room that has seemed to appear
With spectators looking on from both far and near
Time to dust off this brain to come up with ideas
For a monthlong competition, without complications or fears
Rise up and put your pen to the scroll
Rise up come along and get ready to go
And so I arise to take part as I have before
It’s time to do this, challenge my limits once more
Awaken my muse and come forth once again
For today, this is all, hello all my old friends.
#napowrimo2020
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