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Within Myself Sitting and waiting at the shore for that sunrise to shine over the obscure shadow of my soul, just wondering what brought me here, for these two collisions I cannot understand. Staring and waiting at the shore for that moonrise to darken over the bright light of my soul, just wondering what is to see beyond, for these two collisions I cannot understand. The moon sets, the sun rises, the moon rises, the sun sets, forever in a cycle. Sitting and staring at the shore for that courage to break over the cycle of my soul, for the hope to know what brought me to this ocean that makes me smile with a tear, for the hope