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Found


What is lost can never be found

I found myself

Lost some friends

Felt some pain 

In the end

Disapointment?

That's okay

Because I still found myself today

Made new friend

Tied loose ends

Put some band-aids on my scrapes

All is good

All is great

I miss who I was before

But now that is behind my new door

A window to show what lies ahead

I see prospects

I could have never dreamed of

Thanks to myself

I know most

I will fall

but beyond that ridge

I can do anything

What was lost is finnaly found

And I shall fly again

Taking off from the ground

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