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In my early years

I got to find you

It felt so real for you were always around me

Then suddenly I realized it,

that not everyone was as privileged

 

A bit scary, that I alone felt you

the easy road was just to hide it

So I did it quite well, so no one could have noticed

Except for the big smile on my face

 

Then a time came,

as I grew older

for the flower to blossom, or to pass away

To follow you or to follow my friends

A graceful decision was made

 

Waiting patiently, for my heart to alter

Waiting patiently, in his grace and goodness

He waits for me patiently, for my heart

In My Early Years

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