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I need

I need to find me to see what's behind me,

I need to see myself before I see the what's coming,

I need to know who I was before I see who I can be,

I need to know where I started before I see to where I'm running,

Another year has passed and now I'm to celebrate my birth,

First, I need to see what's transpired since I came to this earth,

What I see gone disappoints me to a great extent,

What I see in store scares me to the core of my being and self,

The people I've lost, the things I've done, people that came and went,

All in the past now, I've barely made it to stack another year on the shelf,

Lord, help me be a better me and help me do the things I need to,

So I can celebrate in clear conscience next year, if you haven't taken me to meet you.

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