It's been a year
Since this all started
Every dream was a dream
A vision just an imagination
I thought by now it would all be easy
I didn't have to create
That hard part in this story
Make up for all the lost time
To experience the taste
Of little freedom
To live a life
Of complete achievement
But all I've done, is worry
About a future
That's not mine to write
Never was to start with
Without the writer
Am just a character
Without a story line
With no ending
His work has just began
My story is yet to be done
Just give him a little time
And the story will be told
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