Under the Weather
Stories have been told
But never the less
Tales have been spoken
But never seemed to be confirmed
And it starts
The evolution of myself
Looking at the faded pictures from childhood
It seems something was out of place
The experiences
Looking at the pictures now
It seems something is out of place
The growth to the future
An arrival of the final piece
Poems have been written
But never the less
Poems have been read
But never seem to know the writer
And it begins
The confirmation of it all
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