Organizing my thoughts,
Calculating every move,
Seeing if my dreams and reasoning are true,
I knew in the past,
He will play,
A role in my life,
But then,
I realized,
That I was trying to find what wasn't lost,
In the darkness,
Of the night,
He finally came,
And touched my hand,
Leading me into the light,
Where my future,
Will be engraved in stone.
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Kiba's Thoughts
The Poems Of My Life.
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