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Back to the Start

There was a time when candies and crayons

would suffice

as you grow up you realize

there's a whole lot of things

you will have to sacrifice

Open your drawer

and take out that passport-size photograph from 1997

remember that day your mom combed your hair into a neat ponytail

and told you tales about heaven?

Look at that girl with the grin on her face

she's only four

little things make her happy

she keep desiring more

Open your eyes

and find your reflection staring back

stop trying to identity those million shades of grey

it's always either white or black.

Open your mind

and place your palm on your heart

can you hear the reality of your life beating inside you?

Be the girl with the grin on her face, take yourself back to the start.

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