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I wish I knew things before...

I wish I knew things before,
When clouds were still white.
Some memories were there in store,
Before taking a turn to the right.

It took time to change,
But I was busy picking flowers.
Never thought it'd be so strange,
That it'll take me hours.

That day I recited my secret prayer,
And found myself in a trance.
Have you ever felt your different layers?
Like it is your last chance?

Yes, it was exactly what you are thinking,
However with twisted truths and lies.
You know the boat started sinking,
By the time saviour met my eyes.

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