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Poem about never to late to start living.


Submitted:Apr 24, 2013    Reads: 8    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   


Years spent wasted wandering

Along this empty plain

Just my soul for company

A world that's gone insane

Yet I never gave up

The blood poured from my feet

Finally I found my way

Freedom is complete

The shackles that confined me

Ripped right from the earth

Soaring high life starts today

This is my rebirth

No time like the present

To life live as you see

You only get one chance my friend

Fly high you are free





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