The sculpture is being made

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New place
new beginnings 
a blank new slate

the sun is late
it’s morning not yet
but I am wide awake

Its a fresh path
a new trail
the one, I need to blaze 

every stumble taught a lesson
every fall a chisel stroke
this sculpture is being made

the future is blurred 
but in my mind it’s clear
it’s for me to create

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I am a dreamer I weave tales in my mind I am connected to you through these words And through this screen across the virtual world

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