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Where to go charge is low
Energy waning no place to go
Horizon looking bleak
Fear grips cannot speak
Alarm says wake up you say no
Nothing worth it so why go go
Your get up got up went
Pennies can’t pay the rent
Longing present cup is dry
Look up clouds in the sky
Future vision a blank screen
Screams inside all so mean
Laughter smiles abandoned face
All worked for gone no trace
Loved ones no help they try
Inside out want to cry
Place you turn within you
Each cell says I want to do
Primordial urge live from essence
Who you are contribute presence
How much focus is on your inner voice?
What happens when you do not pay attention to that wisdom?