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Oct 2013
Innocence wasn't a place or a time or a moment. It was a feeling, a chance but you have to own it.

There was a time when you believed that anything could happen and only tomorrow could be better than today. Then life dealt you some hands that made you doubt your way.Β 

And start to think the world is much darker than you knewΒ 
But it simply isn't true.

Somewhere within you there lies beautiful eyes for seeing beautiful things. And I'm going to find them, and give them wings.
Matthew Nichols
Written by
Matthew Nichols  Ozark, Arkansas
(Ozark, Arkansas)   
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