to do
do what you do
beacuse none can do what you do
you knew your high and lows
and never let them slow you down
you found success
throughout all your stress
to get blessed with this opportunity
to tell your story
like a moive
to move differrent location from home
now your all alone
you own the memories of your childhood
where you stood clues
to the newest life approaching
the roasting season of summer comes to mind
you re-wind those summer times
into your college times
and play the game of compare and contrast
but could never grasp those memories
form when you was a child
making you feel wild
for aging to fast in your life
now your thinking about having a wife
life was moving faster than you could speak
the sound of the sinking souls in you
tell you that your life is barley beginning
to note that this poem is just the beginning
of what you could do
that others could not do
Mr.Cespedes
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