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I know there are mistakes that must
be made,
If a man must claim mastery of his
game.
That’s why some things will never be
the same;
Even if hell freezes over things
change.
I’ll pick up the pieces and lay ‘em
straight,
Fix each to its own piece, the road
is strait.
Time I made my break away from this
strain;
Gatto crack this zone things are
turning strange.
I know there are stories I must
rewrite
If faded glories could dare reignite.
I’ll stay on my grind and try for
contrite.
I know what I’ll find may be wrong or
right.
I’ll piece together the little
setbacks
And hustle harder till I’m back on
track.
This is my path home even tho it’s
dark,
I’ll reset the tone and renew the
spark.
Akpan
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