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I dream out loud as the words I wrote many years ago come back to me before my eyes.

Pages of rhyme written over time. Expressing my depression in silly ways. I never was into drugs but I dreamt what if most of those days.

Captivated by freedom I lost my reason when I left it all behind. Trapped in lies I couldn’t live my life until I discovered the Truth that would set me free.

Now, I have many plans but I’m still uncertain most of these nights dreaming of being a writer for TV someday.

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