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Motivation



Some say I'm like a diary; difficut to read.

 Try to understand me its not oh so easy.

Some say I am confusing,

It so amusing.

I am hated by people

Shhhh I know the secrects.

I fell but got back up for just a second

I have a dream that I will make it

Unfold my words that are unspoken

I look to the moon for its beauty yes, i look too the moon for its secrect.

And i belive in a God who loves me,

Cant you feel his presence?

Open your eyes,

Seek the hevens,

Tomorrow is not promise.

 

 

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