Memories of how my past affected my life.

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I feel my old self wash over me like a tidal drift

I hardly recognize the insecurities

The failed dreams that once were all I knew

I know the feeling of death as I sift through my life

The feeling of love unrequited

And I bat at the wood I left adrift in the rivers of my past

Tears for all the miracles I am left to wonder if I ever saw

Blessing I forgot to count

Choking the flow of everything I became

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I inhale slowly for every breath I forgot to live

I want to cry silently

As I look to where those journeys led me to live

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For now I see the vast and open sea

A father, children, wife

A family man sailing forward into the world

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I feel my old self wash over me like a tidal drift

I HARDLY recognize the insecurities

For I know my life with god, family and country

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For I know my life I have set to live.

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