Reinvention

When the things that matter start to matter once more.

Looking to the future, opening the door.

Desiring progress,

Expecting success.

Rekindling passion,

For the person I’m made to be.

Life here can be so much more,

Than the limited one that I was conditioned to expect.

From the changing of culture.

Even the new dialect.

It may have taken setting aside much of what I knew.

But I think I’ve discovered that there are always ways through.

And even at the very ends of me,

There is always still you.

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