Zero

Spilling my heart out
That's a hard pill to swallow

Sucking in the joy
Breathing out the sorrow 

Calling on the universe 
Be blissful to my morrow

Marrow in my bones
But the feeling hallow

Tired of being the hero
Rather be the number 0

Healing hands 
What's the plan

In demand
Being a wo man is so de manning

Fanning my feather 
To check the weather 

West the wind blows

Up and through the wind goes
Gliding on the current sea

Currently flowing too me

Shallow
The shadow

I sink

Flowing 
Growing
Showing
Knowing
Being 
Seeing 
Sea-ing
Shining
Beaming
Gleaming 

I am the sun light of the moon

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