Time for changes, time to move pages.
With my endless winds of poetic strength.
I got it so I might as well flaunt it.
It moves me, so on days I'm down I read it to soothe me.
Freestyles of my life ecthed out on a pad.
Words, upon words even when I'm sad.
Thoughts, after thoughts.
Poetic bliss, rise and shine like the sun as hard as a poetic fist.
Changes are near to come will you remember this?
I will hardly ever call it quits, unless the soul refuses to handle this.
Love what I do not matter where I exist.
Live a life of different characteristics.
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