I wake up in the morning at six cold and still
My eyes are dim,
But I can see the fragrance of past that breaks with sleep.
I imagine one day my breath will cease,
I go on my knees and speak,
Gos please forgive my sins,
To be physically fit I get a rope and skip,
Brush my teeth,
Move into the kitchen and get fish and chips,
Put on some nice clothes to look fly and neat,
Jump into the street to hustle and meet some needs,
I AM CONSCIOUS OF LIFE IS A BOOK THAT PEOPLE READ.
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