Me Again

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    Me Again

    All at once a golden soul turns so dark and seems to have lost that one big spark.

    What would drive me to another day, giving me hope has gone away.

    My fears so real

    My tears like rain

    The person who once like sunshine has now drowned in the rain.

    I want to regain the hope to go on again

    To know who I am and become my friend

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    Poetry is finer and more philosophical than history; for poetry expresses the universal, and history only the particular.

    Aristotle (384 BC-322 BC) Greek philosopher.

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