A lone flower blooms
Neath the city's great sprawl.

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Nation is not you or me
It's together you & me
Simply we!

The strength in our hands
And the courage of our hearts
Makes it or breaks it

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The Experience I left behind,
pain I held close, whispers of sorrow

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Is the portal to times begone,
Untold tales and lovely moments spun.
In frames they're captured, for life they're kept,
Breaths of belonging in memories swept.
Dust and faded hues, mistakes and change,
Fragments of self, in perfect range.
Yesterday's memories, smiles on lips,
Tomorrow's memories, in today's grips.
Embrace yesterday, tomorrow's chance,
Live in the present, in life's dance.
With each breath, enjoy the now,
Tomorrow's backpacked, in paths we plough.
In the musings of the past, we find,
The essence of life, in every line.
Old photographs, windows to our soul,
In each snapshot, our stories unfold.

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a wake-up call
for an ever burdened Soul

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It's unpredictability

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Days are passed thinking...
Nights ran behind collecting the thoughts I was thinking..

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It would ask for love and healing

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Peace of mind and
Peace within the self

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If you feel alone with yourself,
Then you are not being yourself.

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