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Dec 2012
As the music starts, these songs I feel
This dream I've lived becomes too real.
I look inside, so deep within,
And see that's not what I have been.
The fears, the hurt, the pain, the loss,
Are not the toll my life has cost.
When all this time my heart's been blind,
As tears well up, behind closed eyes
I finally begin to see the true,
With eyes reopened, and renewed,
Looking now with brand-new sight
So ends the tunnel, comes the light.
But now I see it, deep inside,
So many things, so much alive.
I've tried so long to start to heal,
As the music starts, these songs I feel.
Jon Martin
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Jon Martin  Wisconsin
(Wisconsin)   
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