What if every morning on waking
Sitting on the edge of your bed waiting
Watching the echo of your dreams
And that other world fading
Where did it take you
Settling back into your body
Out of the air into a stone again
You fall awake you open
The little card that holds
The secret message of your life
Always the same words
I made you for today
I gave you my life
But sooner or later you
Must be responsible for the world
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