Twenty-Five: I’m Not Done

Sunnyside up, Nine pounds and overcooked A baby girl was brought into this world Born into a family of love Innocent and shy She believed the age to stay, was the wise age of five. Though it couldn't be stopped she continued to grow, with a wealth of interests and good marks to show. Three …

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I believe in the world right in front of me.

I believe in the world right in front of me. These were the first words of the last song I heard. And do I believe? I do. I move to the beat that surrounds us The sounds and pounds that don't mean to drown us but lift us. This world is a gift. We must …

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