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Moving against the current
It would be easy
to just let go
to not have to trudge along
every step harder then the last
I might be submerged
drowned by the deep unknown
Hope as small as specks of sand
that fall through my fingers
I'll keep moving along
holding my heart above me
shielding it from the waves
and if my bridges are burned
I'll build new ones
I have dreams, not delusions.  Finally myself, not an illusion.
 Nov 2013 Mukonzi wa Musyoki
AJ
Thinking of you
Makes me feel really sick.
I changed my mind.
So don't, baby, don't.

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