The Day I Woke Up

The day I woke up

was the day

of my death

the day

I saw

the fragile fall of man

the day

I tasted

the sweet surrender

of who I was

and knew

there was no going back

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The day I woke up

was the day

I felt

the cold embrace

of night

of loss

of fear

the day

I knew

it was

it is

all the same

and all the paths

lead to

an emergence

out of a punctured dream

and the bursting colors became my life