Shell Game

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The morning light is absent like the morning dew
With my first breath my tired minds thinks only of you

In the darkness it's you that brightens my heart
Some muttered prayer of hope flows as my lips part

My hope is dashed like a keel against jagged rocks
The words you utter in my presence cause me to freeze in shock

I stifle, I redirect and I try to suppress
For it is I now that is under duress

I try and hide but you know all my moves
I wish I were better but I continue to lose

Yet I still shuffle and try my best to move around
Even though you have it and the answers been found

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