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I Was

By Bruce Clifford

I was never sold on leaving others behind
I was never told I was cutting in line
Every step I took I was looking for peace
I never knew it was right within reach

It left me empty in a crowded room
All the truth and resistance left far to soon
I was never told to reach for the sky
I was never shown the true ways to fly

Every move I make I watch for a sign
I never understood it to be a moment in time

I was never given the keys to the light
I was only seeing the stars of the night
Every step I took I was falling behind
I never knew I was one of a kind

Living in a world where the chaos collides
The powers of the mighty and the commoners keep in stride
I was never sold on leaving others behind
I was never shown the true ways to fly

7/12/16 Bruce Clifford


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