My focus finds its center,
In a place I wouldn't guess,
But my fears are quickly fading,
And my courage finds a second breath.
I hate to use cliques,
But the sun begins to shine,
Is it a bipolar up cycle,
Perhaps the bravery to step in line.
Its a new world in the morning,
Its a newer world for me,
I have hope and faith and reason,
I have something more to see.
Though you may think me a loony,
And you may laugh at the sight,
I can breath again this new day morning,
I can win the fight.
Happy new day.
-Nosmo
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