September 26, 2011
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Seconds before evaporating into the clouds,
I look into the sky.
I feel brand new again,
after sleeping on stone.
My mistakes are easily made,
Move on.
Seeing my decisions fade,
watching the sins I've created.
Distance between us becomes greater in my heart.
All is want is a place to call my own.

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