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Time


Time time I wish it was mine

but because of my second home time is not mine.

I know I should be greatful, 

I know I should appreciate 

but the place I consider a home 

is the place I dislike the most.

My time is taken,

my time is broken

I need a place for my time to reopen.

This place gave me love,

the place gave me life

but why does it have to be trappling my time.

Time is all I want, time is all I need,

I want to go out and have my time set free.

 

 

 

 

 

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