This world is only Maya in the morning
In the darkness when the fading light
Of dreams slowly merges with
The rising light of day and we
Are neither asleep nor awake laying there
But paused at the point
Of crossing over in the middle
Of the swaying bridge of time
Of two minds and two hearts really
Loving both worlds equally and torn
Sorry to leave you but I'll be back
Like someone with two families
Every day a sad departure
Every day a welcome home
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