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Dec 2014
I remember that day,
As the sun rose in the open bay.
Its warmness embracing me,
Keeping me lost in its beauty.

These memories stay withΒ Β me,
forever wanting me to go on,
to never give up,
to always strive for more.

So I pick up that chalk,
as I stare at that blank board,
and there I make my mark,
with this heart.

A heart that motivates me,
a heart that glows in me,
For its my art,
that passionate me,
keeps in all my heart.
F a r a h
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   skay, --- and Jamie King
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