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The sun settling softly on the floor
in huge panels, stretched and bending 
around the corners of the bed, the couch, 
and slipping kindly into the shadowy corners.

This is what it feels like to be alive, 
and eager to embrace everything before you...
This is what it feels like to wake, 
and stretch, after being asleep for years.

I realize that I am utterly in control
of my own destiny, and of the attitudes
of those who look to me in my shining...
In control of the smile silently stretching
across your face, and the corners of your mouth, 
aching for even a moments rest.

Don't thank me for this... I owed you, 
I owed you a lifetime's worth of apologies, 
and an eternity of silent appraisal slips away
as I pass back through the redding sunbathed door...
I understand the meaning of forever now.

I'm glad you made me tell you
what I carry around in my spare luggage bag, 
I'm glad we talked, and I got lost in reality, 
and I forgot to grab the handles
of that thing which drags me down- I'm glad I let go.

I slip off another layer of costume consumed hinting, 
and count how many steps left to the place
where I can finally be me, standing free of deceptions.
And I count the facts, and the answer to this equation
is floating blurred in front of me...

When you smile and say "good morning" 
I may want to look outside-
cause today, it actually is.