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Who I Want To Be

Dreams deriving from imagination,
Are stable in their stance
Believing we could be something different,
Different to ourselves
I wish to show you just, what I’m hiding
So you will believe,
Me is what I wish to be

The me you wish to see,
Is pastured by my sensibility
Liquid turn to solid,
Make a wish upon the comet
And finally,
I will be who I want to be

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