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Monday, August 5, 2013

Twenty-Seven Years

Okay, seriously

Twenty-seven years

I believed in myself when I had no one else
To believe in
I kept thinking that I could find a way through this life
And nothing could keep me from there
But somewhere along the way
I discovered that settling
Is easier than dreams
Something made me change my direction
Something told me it was best for me

Now it's been
Twenty-seven years, and I'm back where I started
I'm prepared to attack
Nothing holding me back
I'll be everything I wanted to be

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I'm gonna stop there. This sounds like a shoddy off-off-off Broadway musical. It's an idea, though. Maybe I'll work on it.

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