Wednesday, November 7, 2012

A Different Life

I woke up one morning when my life started anew.
There was something different about my appearance,
And my hopes for the future too.
I was in a different time, a different life.
I wasn’t myself, but somehow it felt right.
I had traveled into the past, with a different smile.
Looking into the mirror, it felt right
Nothing like I remembered my life to be
But this one I thought I would like to try
I wanted to try to be free.

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