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Back to the time where it all begins

am back to the time, where it all begins
the truth in my eyes, betrays me within

the sorry of this night, is where the day begins
am lost in the dark, but the light lets hope within

going through these woods, I see a snark
where the moving trails leave, a smell of a dart

the shadow is new, but the love is undue
the woods are dry, but the green will renew

capture this time, where it all begins
for tomorrow is yours, to shake it and start livin




























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