Crescendo is playing..."Cat's In The Cradle" for your enjoyment.

Awake

Our mind is racing 100 miles an hour;
our hand can not keep up with its pace.

Why does my mind want to release so much pain?
Is it perhaps it thinks that is how rest we will gain?

My bigs write this as I listen to the rain outside.
Tired I am getting from Releasing all the strain.

My eyes were closed but now are open.
Age has the body, for a new life and world hoping.

Good night dear Diary,
Thank you for always being here for us.
Soon, very soon now, our souls will be free.

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