︎︎︎︎︎︎︎︎︎︎︎︎︎︎︎︎︎︎︎︎︎︎︎︎︎︎︎︎︎︎︎︎︎︎︎︎︎︎︎︎︎︎︎︎︎︎︎︎︎︎︎︎︎︎︎︎  w a k i n g  

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awaiting a note from the sun
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born for the day
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wake for all that has begun.
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the 

start

of

the

begininning

my (i)eyes 

squinting
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but open

they are

seeing waves

from afar
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and when the waves stop waving by(e)...
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and the distance is near
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(eye)
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I shall no longer
roam
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and instead be
in 
home
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home
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home 
on a distant shore
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again
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f a l l i n g a w a k e
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awaiting a note from the sun
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born for the day
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wake for the past
now begun.
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wake
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waking
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wake
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waking
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