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May 2015
The soft piano keys of an innocence that was once known, were the creative and bright mind had grown

A few feet were added to the body as the years went on, that brightness changed with the voice, the creativity almost gone

The bells of education rang for its last sermon, the body walked out with a joy and uncertainty, but the feeling at the moment was determined

But when the waves of reality came to the shore, you realized you were sold a lie, with tears in the eyes, your joy was no more

The piano played to the background of a heavy rain, the mind flashed to that innocent era, but tears came back realizing it would never be the same
Astral
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Astral  Georgia
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