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she..she is tall and graceful with such beauty and she doesn't even know she...she reminds me of where I want to go and who I want to be But lately she has been stuck in the middle of misery Theres no reverse and no going forward Just stuck in the middle Should she go back to her past and live comfortably Or should she go forward and be free Time to decide which way will she go... She still doesn't know Times up... without another thought she runs She runs as far and as fast as she can She reaches her destination She is stronger She is free she is everything I knew she could be... She is me.
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