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Awareness

February 26, 2024
In the quiet, I wait for the perfect rhyme,
As time slips by, unnoticed, in its climb.
Hoping for your glance, a moment to see,
But you’ve departed, and I’m left to be.

Awareness, a gift, so natural and true,
Yet ignorance prevailed, leaving me blue.
Be yourself always, strive until you find,
In every moment, your peace of mind.


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