We Will All Be The Same and Different

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Like the day and the night
A circle of life to rise
A slow awakening
Sluggish and moody
The sound of bristles and toothpaste foam
Being a magician with clothes
After a bite of the warm or cold,
Yellow triangles surrounds the eyes and face
A splash a air as you walk to your day
The night comes back
People start rejoining
Rejoicing perhaps
Or another fight for the light
Floating cups and disco balls
Complain to smile
Smile to complain
Either way, all fall asleep
Some have a endless nightmares,
Or cloud nine dreams

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