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Sep 2018
It’s a silent moment,
Pages flip, with the sound of the wind.
Empty as can be,
It tells how we are begin,
Blank,
With every moment that passes,
It’s going around in Laps,
Trying to break the change of repeat,
Getting a fresh start
Don’t end up in a bar looking for easy end,
Tell the truth, sit in a booth, preach your words, no matter how much it hurts,
Curse the world, until you hearl,
Learn from mistakes,
Never be for granted,
Be planted, understand where you are from,
Become above who you think you are
Written by
Mackenzie Wheeler
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