5th February 2012
A September morning. The sound of birds, the wind through
the leaves. The steady beat of feet on pavement. The sweet scent of spring in
the air, fresh and crisp. A new day like a new chance.To write wrongs, do something good, move on from the past. To wake up free, with new hopes, dreams & possibilities. One day closer to the things I’m
fighting for. Every step I take is closer to what I'm heading for, every breath taking me closer to where I want to be. To who I want
to be. To finding out who I already am.
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