Time and space, bend to my will
Traveling back to years gone by
There's only me in the blackness around
No green grass or bright blue sky
I'm not alone
I stand here with me
A 9-year-old self
Filled with doubt, and crazy dreams
I came back to right the wrongs
To warn myself, and to keep me strong
To tell myself to trust my heart
To never accept limits, and to never give up
This was a writing exercise in class. What do you think? Any tips to improve it?
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