[moth's wings]
put down your sword and crown
and come lay with me on the ground
-passion pit
[be my thrill]
from a tired day yesterday springs a glorious morning, golden and chilly.
colleagues' support streams forth from empathetic mouths and blossoming roses.
today, a new day, i know i can once again climb mountains and prevail with truth.
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