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Untitled The possessions I pray upon/ Are not meant for me to grasp/ Toughs of becoming a man/ Is unreachable like the stars/ Joy I once had turned into fear/ Prayers, miracles and faith/ Are words that flow meaningless in my heart? Someday I will plant my seed and watch them grow/ Emotional tides flows in and out like ocean waves/ Knowledge I inherited through family is now a thin line/ It is slowly disappearing into air without of a clue/ What will I be able to find?/ Intelligently confused/ About the choices I took/ The mistakes I have made/ I just will know once I die/ I do not really know/ I really do not care/ For now in life I will overcome my presence/ And move on to next lifetime.

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