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ntic song.</p><p id="b9c0">Before you were created,</p><p id="3b4b">I believed all hope was truly gone.</p><p id="df5e">~</p><p id="52dc">© America Zed. <a href="undefined">America Zed⚡</a></p><div id="2031" class="link-block"> <a href="https://readmedium.com/after-7ea871ffc9d5"> <div> <div> <h2>After</h2> <div><h3>A poem of perspective</h3></div> <div><p>medium.com</p></div> </div> <div> <div style="background-image: url(https://miro.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:320/0*vGSsnDjLRS
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Before you were created,
Where did vibrant energy move along,
And joy make an appearance,
Before you lived as my romantic song.
Before you were created,
I believed all hope was truly gone.
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© America Zed. America Zed⚡
