Here I sit with a coffee ,
Thinking how fast days fly.
It seems to be like a metro travel,
I never knew I would be here.
I feel is this me ?
At the end I found the real good hearts .
They know me we ,
Spent some good times.
All these seems to be like a dream .
Miracles do happen,
When we think to quit .
That's where God proves himself !
There are days when I searched
In which nook of the world the God lives ?
I have to go and meet him .
At last he did prove
And me flying with happiness !
A new me with the true,
loves notes on my flesh !
And I love to live with it !
Thinking how fast days fly.
It seems to be like a metro travel,
I never knew I would be here.
I feel is this me ?
At the end I found the real good hearts .
They know me we ,
Spent some good times.
All these seems to be like a dream .
Miracles do happen,
When we think to quit .
That's where God proves himself !
There are days when I searched
In which nook of the world the God lives ?
I have to go and meet him .
At last he did prove
And me flying with happiness !
A new me with the true,
loves notes on my flesh !
And I love to live with it !
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