Sunrise
When we all wake up
Some see a sunrise
Some see clouded skies
But we all drink from the bottomless cup
Some drink from it before others
And they never see the sunset
Instead, they fall through the earth to pay their debt
And are forgotten by their brothers
There is no avoiding this destined threat
My sense of urgency is born
There are so many colors I haven't seen yet
But I can only see them after the storm
For the night doesn’t hear our cries
And it doesn’t apologize
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