On the Bus in Early morn,
Feels like dusk not dawn,
Darkness envelops the land,
7 more stops then I’ll stand,
What the day will behold,
Is a mystery yet to unfold,
A story yet to be told,
How will I look upon this day,
Will it be a memory I’ll want to stay,
The journey is not yet Done,
Waiting for the dawning sun.
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