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Aug 2015
I was
        looking at today tomorrow
through the past  those rose
           colored glasses
darkened by
            my experiences
until I took off
       the past the glasses
and saw tomorrow,
     today with hope
unstained newness
     all free of colors
free of pasts. A new chance,
a re-beginning.
wordvango
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