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Something has change since the last time
Time I’ve dreamed
Last time I took time to breath
To look in the mirror
But now I look at others with out fear
Fear of knowing myself
Fear of seeing and knowing 
What others dare not to see
And the knowledge that is yet to 
Be obtained 
But never forgetting that some
Things I’d must not change
Although I’m not quite sure 
Of what drives me 
But yet reassured that I 
Am no longer dieing
For I was surrounded by people
Whom refuse to change
Yet talk of it but yet remained
The same
Fore they was trapped in time
Of yesterday but my goal has
Been to push forward beyond
I can dream or even say
This drive of Destiny has token over
Although it sometimes is a lonely road 
But I can’t turn back to a home
Which has burned down in the middle of?
Winters cold
I feel kike CPR has token place and
When I breathe again I feel so out of place
Not of my surrounding 
But of time of time which has passed
For it seems just like yesterday when
I’d stayed always mad
Mad at others, time, things and even myself
For being and overachiever of more that the rest
For being multi-talented have its gleams and charms
But it can also smother you with its own bare arms
For you can feel the presser of the pillow and the ghost
That is there to assist
But God has given me CPR that keeps me alive for 
He is my life support
This is not a suprise

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