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by Archives March 3, 2009

New world, new outset.
A life to start on a Red Sun,
Wearing blue apparel,
I stroll down the streets
Of boulevard lane.

A chance to rebuild anew,
The day I flew away to
Rejoin with my long lost

Spinning summits break
The silence of the clouds,
Enhancing my power
Are the yellow waves.

I am tomorrow and today,
Fitting into the month
Of the year. I know now
What I have to do.
Change, so tomorrow isn’t
The same.

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