Fast Train

True as the wind from east
,

life with you had little ease;

Like a fast train your look would strike, 

straight through that mask of glass.

-by Asja

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For I Have Changed 

Lost. Not in who she is. Nor where she’ll be. But in the puppet show in which she’s the lead.

Disappointed. On a constant quest. Not for the dreams. But for the soul.

Torn. Between oceans. Longing for the world. Never not missing home.

Persistent. Always to rise. Not to be someone’s toy.

Certain. Failure she does not see, for a warrior she found within.

Changed.

-by Asja

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