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Me


My life, my thoughts, my soul, me, 

What have I done? What will I be? 

All in a few lines on paper.

 

The love and happines, hate and tears. 

The laughter and joy, worry and fears. 

All in a few lines on paper. 

 

Feet planted on solid ground, wings spread wide to soar.

Both I think, but I'm so much more 

than just a few lines on paper. 

 

How should I live? What shall I do?

Sometimes I'm sure, other times not a clue. 

All in a few lines on paper. 

 

My life, my thoughts, my soul, me. 

What have I been? What will I be?

Where this life leads we shall see.

All in a few lines on paper.

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