Who I Was Is Not My Dawn

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Who I Was
Is Not My Dawn

Who I was
Is not my dawn
He has died now
I must grieve.

Who I was
Is not my dawn
His eyes seeing fear
When looking about.

Who I was
Is not my dawn
His ears listening
For intruders hidden.

Who I was
Is not my dawn
His mind building
Cages for his soul.

Who I was
Is not my dawn
His body is cold
On this humid morn.

Who I was
Is not my dawn
The service over
And dirt shoveled.

I am my own dawn
I am not afraid of me
Wherever my path
Will be.

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