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Aug 18
If I was who they knew and I couldn't change to them then who are you when you use to know me?
Several times you look up and try your best to recognize but you can't place your finger on where you met me?
So you look back down at your phone to find memories of who I am but as you looked up I'm another person again ....
And I again I asked who are you ? If they never stayed
Where were you if you did all you could to not change to grey
I got older and I thought about your ways
It seems like when you were trying to find the words to say
I smiled and said ....
Oh yeah I know how that could be ...
And as you walked away
I couldn't help but think you were right the whole way
So I changed...
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ZEAL
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