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May 2020
Every time I shut my eyes
I start to see
The real me
The one who God
Intended me to be
Be, just be
Don’t be me
Or he or she
A fake or a phoney
Take for example...The!
The ripest apple off the tree
Whoever you see-
It’s not just for you
But also for me,
Be the one who
You have been
Put here to be
Forever,
Internally
Finally
Time to live free
That is the key
Written by
Andrew
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