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Today is almost done.

The trees are starting to fade.

The tide is no longer turning.

My heart is just racing.

It is in a race where there is nothing left to lose.

It has constantly been in last place.

Now it is moving into first.

Just secretly hoping it does not come back to bite.

The things standing in the way, are not making it fast.

It just a hold on the pass, that my heart left to last.

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Poem: My Dreams/ Vision

What happen to my love?

I tried to find you, but it seems as if it all was a dream.

You were standing next to me, but then I was gone.

The stone was changing, and my heart was all it had.  

Trying to be happy because I am here.

Then I turn to the tears and see you are not here.

My love is all over, just your love is all I need.

I search again and still I am left stranded at sea.

Looking for your love, when it should be all over me.

Now I simply cannot see.

It is not the vison that was once in my dreams.

Poem: Wallet

How do I try to make my life right.

When the leaves start to fall, and all I do is go.

Not stopping to hear the rules.

Just breaking them and not looking back.

The same ones that I wrote to hide the hurt.

The hurt you gave, but also the same one I caused.

But the wallet has run dry.

There is no spare change left to fill the void.

The bank is closed, and no loans are allowed.

Now I must start all over, and with all of this I am happy.

I can now begin this journey call life.