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Dec 2013
Who decides the price of your dreams?
Hope’s the only thing you've got on your side
Finding courage never before known
Figure out life’s nothing if not an unknown ride

Where do you go when your pride is gone?
Longing for your familiar past
You search for something that makes sense
But finally discover nothing can ever last

What determines the worth of a soul?
When your back’s against the wall
You get the strength to keep living
Forcing yourself forward through it all

When do we ever get a break?
So tired of persevering, waiting for fresh air
Clarity seems to have vanished
Hanging on to something, relativity is rarely fair

How does it look to be happy?
To finally be content
Were all part of one big riddle
The answer: life is but ours to rent
Teresa Smith
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Teresa Smith  Kent
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