Each day starts a lesson
Consuming my body
Until my hands are eager
To reach for the next hour
Breath in, a new experience
Collecting with open hands
And every moment
Spills out upon the table
I blend them together
Into the perfect sunset
For I remember each second
Scribbling them down
Upon my heart
Letting every lesson, every word
Be absorbed into my skin
For each day
I rebuild the temple of my soul
With the lessons of the past


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