From deep inside it brings to the surface....
Feelings to words that all have a purpose....
From days, months and years gone past....
Never spoken or said, this, not been fast....
From happiness to heart-ache, just want to live....
To every-body and only now, open can give....
Rises like the current, over flowing with joy....
Cleaning the closet, the heart and soul, no more toy....
Open to life, a new horizon, challenge await....
Is this planned, destiny, or is it fate....
Clearing of words, flowing to paper from pen....
To ears, eyes and hearts, what happens then....
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