A Memory

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Now as the Almighty leads me to new beginnings and blessesme anything to treasure,

Having these nurtures for every noble realm between life and death for sure.

As the sun rises up in dawn, abide until I reach my soaring goals

Til' the end of the evening's soul.

And as storms strike, never loose in dreaming high as an eagle soaring above the bluish skies

Season by season learning to be true and avoiding the terminating lies.

Heaven's guidance granting me the strength to survive the fights for any vengeance,

A memory of yesterday won't leave me from this worldly evanescence.

Echoes of my name are unnecessary to hear and see, for,

My dummy spits are retracting me for who I used to be

Years passed, still turning back and ask how far the path I will take back to see

Ruling mourning will tell the distance I need to bring to weary.

Reaching dreams just above the conflicts,

Here I am a written by Him, as a human who's perfectly imperfect.




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