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May 2010
At night time comes imagination,
A land of dreams- my destination;
Through nonsense, I shall form creation.
Get ready for the new sensation.

People always drifting
Into less successful lives,
But I have learned to live
A way that causes much less strife.

The music is my inspiration,
Its message goes out strong.
The meaning veers my from temptation,
Although I still see others doing wrong.

Wishin' I could tell them all
To grasp my outstretched hand;
But destiny would disagree,
They all have predetermined plans.

Like the children of the flowers,
We hold within a power
To understand the universe;
Complexities and fallacies.

We question our reality
While shape-shifters take new forms.
The delicacy of time
Needs to be forewarned.

The stitches are so fragile
When you no longer feel bound.
When you are free, you become agile
Like the breezes that surround.

Everything was warping,
Now everything's calmed down.
As I wake up to the sunshine,
I could never bear to frown.

My vision's become clearer.
I can see the end is much less nearer.
Forever I'll be strong,
For I've obtained the will to live life on.
Written by
Allie Savioli
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