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Sunrise

A meeting and a falling

By Liam BouePublished 7 years ago 1 min read

from dawn they fall and till dusk they meet,

The light on ou inner beleifs, of ourselves, of others, our daily quells and spontaneous feats.

All secrets revealed and never published, true opinions and absolute mind. Our heart develops and vanishes like tides of clarity in the soul.

And as the sun rises from our dormant ether, above our inspirations and starts to float above the horizon, the light falls from our absolute internal perception and is violently splashed across the water, to our now open eyes, body and mind.

Only knowing a dawn till a dusk and never a meeting and a falling.

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    Written by Liam Boue