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I lay awake as the full moon glows light on my face,
I’ve been here before, an almost all too familiar place.
So dark and curious the sky, blue-black entrapping the star,
Those midnight spotlights seem so distant so far.

I awake seems two hours slept
Before the sun rose I heard the lonely song,
Beckoning in my thoughts of promises left kept.
From the start I knew the source, a bird where his lyrics belong
Lacked I slept, for things must be reassured,
Reminding me of the things past endured.

The anxiety renews, as surely does the morning sun.
I listen to the sounds, as the bird becomes one with a choir,
Of all things I dream and have kept unsung,
I’m alone again for choral observers silence and retire.