The Trail of Change

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I look back at time

The withers of me

A mirror asymmetrically

The image of myself

Of who I am

Who I used to be

The portraits of them

Of my companions

As we were once dawn

Before the destiny set its trails

And banished us from drone

I trust what God has set

I strongly believe in it

As long as I do still insist

That only He ,my greatest asset

Has all the best for me

Look back at withers of them and me

My eyes see none but thee

Who I'm

Who I used to be

I wonder who ill be

Where seasons would lead me

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