"We Walk this Life Once Trotted Straight
Into Life's Destiny.
Then we are Gone."

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A #WRITCO Poem

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OLD RAGS
INTO
NEW
HORIZONS

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(VERSE 1)
In whispers soft as morning dew, a tale of shackles shed anew,
Where echoes of the yesteryears no more in hearts of gold appear.
With every step upon the shore, a page of life we never bore,
We leave our shadows and our tears, as we march without a fear.
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O listener, can you feel the breeze that gently whispers "Come, take ease"?
Can you behold the horizon's call, the promise of a brighter thrall?
The sun arises in the east, a symbol of the unreleased,
Where once we lay in sorrow's vest, we now find peace increased.
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(CHORUS)
New horizons beckon us to roam, to leave the past where it belongs,
Where whispers of regret are hushed, and hearts become as strong as songs.
With every dawn, we're born again, the slate of life wiped clean and clear,
We face the future, hand in hand, with hope that's ever near.
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(VERSE 2)
The shackles that once bound our soul, a heavy burden to consol,
Now rust and crumble in the dust, forgotten and grown old.
Each memory a stepping stone, not weights that hold us prone,
But lessons learned along the way, to make our spirits bold.
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The riddle of the ages old, how does one leave the past untold?
With every step, a new verse unfolds, a story waiting to be told.
To live in chains of yesteryears, is like a bird that dares not fly,...