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May 2015
I'm that treasure on the sunken ship
So worthy, but useless way down here
Down where no one can truly see
The glint and glow of what I could be
Or maybe my currency is no longer the same
Along with a new generation comes much change
I'm an old soul in this crazy new age
No one will buy the book if they can't read the page
I'm Latin, I'm Atlantis, I'm everything that used to be
Or maybe I'm alone simply because I'm unworthy
Jazleigh Walker
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