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Feb 2015
Get up, change the feel
Explore a world, quite not real
Encapsulate who you what
Let free, the purebred mut

Cliché, name of the game
The fray, seems always the same
Drowned in light, halted in time
What is yours, not truly mine

Run the reel
Change the feel
Cast a shadow, reveal your range
Believe it's time, to feel the change
Written by
PB Ward
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