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no rhyme

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no rhyme no reason
thyme or season
crime or even
some high treason
puts the trust
back in the moon
so blue since lust's
a wind's monsoon
and friends who find
a voice to rhyme
are often shown
behind the blind
there's rays that play
with dawn and on
and on they say

wake up! wake up!
the birds are here,
the day is new!
it's clear! it's clear!
wake up! wake up!
the chirp ensues
while dark of sky
surrounds the blues
and forms a question
of the doubt
confirming

nothing's
figured
out