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Rated: ASR · Poetry · Nature · #1583285
Beautiful things can seem scary.
The sun comes up.
My body has already awoken.
What I want to say,
I will not allow to be spoken.

The birds start chirping,
Singing the song of the day.
What I would want,
I will not say.

The animals come running,
As I try to leave.
Even though I want to,
I will not let myself grieve.

The shadows the night disappear.
As I stare,
I hope at me they will not leer.
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