A Tale of Time

Born into a place to start
With timbers starting to fall apart
But with ambition in state
And a hope for a clean slate
One, and family left one day
And the place was in disarray
With life for one growing bright
The place of birth began to lose its delight
In a state of happy times
The previous home fell into crime
With one life no longer in deep blue
She remembered the life she once grew
One once return to visit the past
But only to see it blown in a criminal blast
For she left again, for her beginning to treasure
But in her future it was going to be a pleasure
For in her ambition growing bright
The girl will start to write
But she never forget where she starts
Or the happy memories in her heart

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