I

I am the rising sun

I am the swelling tide

I am the scent after rain;

I am the honeyed one

That glows inside

And takes away pain;

Hold on, it’s time for fun,

It’s time for the ride,

It’s time to go insane;

Let us now sit still in silence

That I might make recompense

For all that has been and ever will be

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