the beginning

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1)Beginnings, anew,

Old tales; adieu.

Stories untold,

Words now old.

Freedom I crave.

Yet I am not brave.

For it is you who I love,

For you, I live.

And to me,

Freedom is no plea.

And I'll only be free,

As long as it's you and me.



2)A world too full of lies,

A world too full of tries.

An awaited reply,

A person too shy.

A day away,

A life too stray.

A year passed,

A decade before me glanced.

And for once and for all,

I'll carry it all along.

For the guilt resides,

And I a little bit die.

As once I begin to feel,

My peace; someone steals.

And as sly as it could be,

My love for you reveals.

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