November 30, 2009
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The simplicity of life overwhelms my eyes, Rattles my feet
As another day comes upon me another night quickly follows
Another day, Another Morning, Another chance of rebirth
The suns powerful rays flow through my window like a spot light
In the morning, your purpose seems so questioned, such a mystery
Hours pass, things happen, dinners served…
In the night, the character of your purpose looks down from a balcony with a disappointed grin.
The excitement of morning no longer hangs from trees, but melts like ice.
But every now and then you come across a good morning
All your purpose tapping you on shoulder, yelling in your ear

Purpose is found, the mystery is answered.
Now you’re sitting pool side, drinking virgin cocktails listening to the Beach Boys.
Another day, Another Morning, Another chance of rebirth
Or is it just another day, with the same purpose in the same town?

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