I wake with dawn inside my chest,
I see the world begin to breathe,
I wish you light that clears the noise,
And hands unwashed by fear or greed.
I walk you back to living streams,
Where truth is simple, deep, and kind,
I wish you home, where life began,
The quiet source we left behind.
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