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In The Beginning


In the Beginning I was confined

To the depths of my mind

I was trapped inside

And there was no key

I did not know there was a way out

Of the prison that held who I was

Then came the day I was released

A pencil, the key to my life, was placed in my hand

Now I am forever free

In the Beginning I was confined

And now there are no limits

 

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