Let me bang on a drum
And sound the trumpet
For its morning
And I found myself
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I read the obituaries every morning. If I don't find my name, then I get out of bed.
Very soundy poeSure, absolutely, and Bravo! An amazing poem with much sound after a night's silence, captured with much loudly sounds, and indeed you find yourself true alive! 5 Stars! Impressing!
I'm so glad you found yourself alive this morning! What would you have done if you woke up and found yourself dead?
Excellent. No high ground on the surface today exists except the living one more day of an individual huaman species. Thank to the poet. Cry long to ring your existence!
Simply fantastic.......thanks a lot.....