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Moving On
 
Why would I look back in anger
to recall with woe my wandering past,
No, Iíll not go there to find an answer
why the dreams of my youth just didnít last,
Now the future must dawn with a new hope
before my time reaches the end of the rope.

By Abdul_Malik

© 2018 Abdul_Malik (All rights reserved)

 

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