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Gray misty mornings

Let my spirit soar

Up into the rainclouds

Forevermore

Damp cool breeze

Caresses my face

Whispers in my ear

That better times are coming

I live for these moments

When my mind is set free

Indulgent relaxation

Memory seems so far away.

When my mind is spinning

Or my thoughts get to be too grim,

If the harsh sun is beating down

That's how my Self becomes undone.

But in the cool dark morning

My balance is restored

There's calmness and clarity, 

Smiling is easy and free.

I live for these moments

When my mind is set free

Indulgent relaxation

Memory seems so far away.