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1d
Look at me then,  
Look at me now,  
A lot has changed,  
I've matured somehow.  

Some things remain,  
Like my love for all,  
Look at me then,  
Look at me now.  

Once depressed, wanting to die,  
Crying each night, searching for why,  
Answers eluded, I wandered in dark,  
Except in God's light, where I found my spark.  

Now happy as a dog, florricking in fields,  
Joyful as can be, my heart freely yields.  
With a smile on my face, I invite you to see,  
You can't miss God's love that shines through me.  

Look at me then,  
Look at me now,  
Younger me would be so proud.
Changing is great when you realize your changing for the better
Written by
Brianna Brooks  19/F/United States
(19/F/United States)   
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     sns and Kalliope
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