Going back the years
Unlocked many fears
Even had some cheers
While wiping off tears

What I've learned

I've come here to share

Pride is the worst 

That you must clear 

We are just specs of dust

Floating in the sea of time

At the mercy of the divine

Why then this is yours, mine

Whats left behind are deeds

Just like planting seeds

of love or what hatred breeds

Leave behind a better creed


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