Now I write, just cuz I can,

Just part of, my future plan.

To write a book, tell my tale,

Show the world, not meant to fail.

That even though, mistakes were made,

Can be content, that bad memories fade.

Can have a future, fulfill my goals,

Am out of jail, with no more holds.

08/26/06

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