Every Night, everyone goes to bed Thinking, Dreaming Some Frightened Some Happy Each Morning Starts a fresh look on life May it be 3 am Before the start of a work day or May it be 8 am Before the start of a class Thus starting A Brand new day Full of anything that could Come across your life, Different from the day before In some small way.Birth sign: Libra
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