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F a r a h 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 with  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.

— The End —