[Writingworkshop] one hundred and eighty days of rhythm

[Daniel Peters]

I've started a long season of high rhythm in the hopes it is what I need

I will be awake


waited oh so quiet for far too long to lack the strength to sing this song
I was meant to carry humans kick off your shoes my brother horse
no bent wheels or broken legs all attempts at empty gestures cut short
keep my blinders on my patience strong
got to make me peace with all these always onlys
all these lonely souls sing
sing with me, sing with me

I will be awake now
I will be awake now
I will be awake now
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