Many dreamz i have hatched in the solitude i yearn for and yet get so little of,
dreamz like all dreamz where i live a happi life, with a happi wife, sometimes i ponder
whether anyone ever dreams of anythin else, in the crazy place tat is my mind i create a
fairytale wher i live happily in the stupidest things i come up with, if simplicity had a name
or a face i reckon its my face ther, i was so content with livin the simple life, i let precious time
slip thru my fingers, thoughts of what i have done grip me hard makin me gripe,
Its 5.26 am, back to reality. ironicalli 5.26 was the time i was born in 19 years ago, i reckon its my lucki time as i feel i have been reborn, i suprised myself at how fast i got over my weakness this time, i was weighed down wif problems of all shapes and sizes and instead of crumbling i stand strong swearing to make it big in life, this is a promise to myself one i will force myself to do, bt wat i need is a good headstart, one i need to do with much thought and ponder, stg i cant do with work and school, i have decided to live it up these three days, do wateva tats needed to be done, with the new day that follows i want my moment of solitude wher i build the rest of my life, at the crossroads of life its time i took a foot in my life,
wish me luck wish me none,
let my evry sorrow be borne
to none,
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