Progress

April 2, 2014

There isn't much change,

its still the same for past ten years.

There isn't much change,

so I 'll leave.

I'll go back one day,

to liberate the place I call home.

I'll be successful and I'll make it better,

I'll proress myself so I can progress my home.

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