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As the trees sway gently in the wind I'm waiting for my new life to begin. As the birds fly high in the sky I am writing this with a sigh. To give up would be an ﷯easy﷯ thing to do I almost did, this much you know is true. I couldn't face the things going on around me in my mind I ﷯just﷯ wanted to flee. To know why things happen as they do to be given answers or given a clue. When nothing is known it plays with your mind but sometimes the questions are harder to find. As the sun sets over the trees with colorful fading I'll still be sitting here patiently waiting.

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