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A smile crept across my face,
So used to stretching down, I happily embrace this change,
A rising feeling strikes my veins,
and leaves me naught but smiling

I laugh a loud laugh,
So used to sighing, I hold no laughs back,
Trying to keep this present from becoming a past,
So happily and close to shouting, I am rolling round in laughter

The future shows a past,
To futures beyond that, though I try to be ignorant,
I know that this is fact, so hold steady upon this track,
This future has become a past

The sky is turning blue,
Though already blue its been to you,
To me this blue is oh so new, and floating lightly too,
For my skies are turning blue,

I grab hold of your hand,
For reasons you may not understand,
I don’t do it according to plan, not because I am man,
But just because I can
I grab hold of your hand

I smile as I laugh, floating through the present sky,
Hand in hand with you, to be my guide through life,
And always through the strife, hold tight this ride might’ve been a bad idea,
Than again I’ve never been so glad to try

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