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What has made me want to change?See the world through a different set of eyesIt all began with one simple bookIt came to me by complete surpriseZora Neale HurstonRemembered in death, yet great while alive
Me? growing up? Absolutely not, the idea was something I never thought would happen. I enjoyed riding in the backseat of the car, closing my eyes and waking up at the grocery store or the car store.
A time or two they had rolled under the bed, through the closets, around in my head. Tired and worn, they had seen so much. Pain, hurt, love, friendship and such. A time had come to put them to rest,
A new planted sapling takes time to grow. With care and with patience it learns to grow strong. The wind beats against it, And pushes it down, But that little sapling will forever push on.
SpaceAs I look up as a new adult It reciprocates with a child’s faceAnd it’s your fault - You tantalize me
The sun sets on another American day. Discontent dots the landscape: The land of aimless protestors and impassionate activists. More cries for change, more cries of sorrow.