you must be weary of the morning shadows
they filter around the corners of the dawn
our star tries so hard to void them out
yet they still find a way to creep in
morning shadows know no bounds
upon trees, on rocks, under foot
that is where they hide
that is what they have become
they filter around the corners of the dawn
our star tries so hard to void them out
yet they still find a way to creep in
morning shadows know no bounds
upon trees, on rocks, under foot
that is where they hide
that is what they have become
holding onto what they know
night leaves them behind
cold and empty they are left
alone to travel aimlessly
within the murky hours of twilight
until at last the star we all know
begins to win its battle
warding them off they fall
out of view, far from home
yet we all know their secret
they'll be back for another fight
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