| Like a dove, sitting on a branch, reflecting on existence
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| I peer upon my former self and interpret our affliction
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| We wade through fearless currents, but never fall amidst them
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| We close our eyes and dream the skies, but never wake to see them
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| This is an ode to the sun
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| A technicolour kaleidoscope, inhabits all your vision
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| Yet shattered greys define your skies, and consumes your erudition
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| Let comatose become your god, and your dreams become your being
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| Close your eyes, illuminate the skies, and then you’ll see a reason
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| Fragments of light cascade from our eyes
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| Yet we wear a blindfold
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| We sit below these blackened clouds
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| And forget what lies above them
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| Look upon your life with tangent eyes
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| Perception is our greatest gift in life
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| Embrace the dark, lose yourself in the sun
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| Breathe the sky deep into your lungs
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| You are anything and everything
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| A never ending ebb and flow
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| You are your own creation
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| Touch your heart and feel it glow
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| Expand your mind across all time
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| And indulge in the elation
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| Merge your dreams with reality
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| And become imagination
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| Break free from despondency
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| And grasp your impeding sagacity
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| Eradicate the hallucination
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| Uncover the illumination
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| Observe…
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| Observe yourself from beyond the void
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| Take in the light
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| Become one with your life
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| You are anything and everything
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| A never ending ebb and flow
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| You are your own creation
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| Touch your heart and feel it glow
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| Expand your mind across all time
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| And indulge in the elation
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| Merge your dreams with reality
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| And become imagination |