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re><p id="f3a1">The way I am — -Or is it really me? The way I changed — Or Is the way changed me? How difficult to let sleep your pride As I have learned to walk on the ashes Whose attitude used to fly with the winds, Now become the dust on the ground My tears tell the story of my life I have learned to bow down my head There are difficult stages of fate Now, I have failed all the exams Whoever is afra

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id saves the demands of honor Now, I have nothing to save, I’m free!</p><p id="1507">©<a href="https://readmedium.com/7dda53706b10?source=post_page-----8330991fc886--------------------------------">AK (Aaska Aejaz)</a> 2021 All rights reserved!</p><figure id="17fd"><img src="https://cdn-images-1.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:800/0*NLfw-quWg_xKMD2B.gif"><figcaption></figcaption></figure></article></body>

Now —I’m Free!

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The way I am — -Or is it really me? The way I changed — Or Is the way changed me? How difficult to let sleep your pride As I have learned to walk on the ashes Whose attitude used to fly with the winds, Now become the dust on the ground My tears tell the story of my life I have learned to bow down my head There are difficult stages of fate Now, I have failed all the exams Whoever is afraid saves the demands of honor Now, I have nothing to save, I’m free!

©AK (Aaska Aejaz) 2021 All rights reserved!

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