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To live
Life seems to be revolving on staying or going
It seems I am changing,
but I am merely becoming more myself
The wind of life is pushing me ahead
Telling me to spread my unopened wings
I cannot keep my feet planted on the ground any longer
With the rushing leaves soaring above my head
And the sun peeking over the horizon
Its finally time to spring into movement
The first step is crucial in this fast paced life
Until the stride becomes normal again
I shall move where the flowers bloom and the birds stay
The ceasing turmoil of my heart is slowing the further I go
Life is about decisions and mine is to
Go

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