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I changed during the change
Shapes and colors became very strange And in the midst of all the heat I lost my mind in defeat “It’s all in your head,” the skeptics cried and well they should, or tell a lie but, there was far more then even they knew and more then I would chose As soon as you know who you are And know when you’ve gone too far Everything on the map will change Shapes and colors become very strange I changed during the change Entering a whole new range Of emotions, and thoughts, and deeds It will be interesting to see What new things become of me As I continue to grow and change Entering a whole new power range
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