CMI – Final Form


I’ve been digging through dirt, I’ve been sorting
through bones looking for the boy I used to be just call
me Indiana Jones. Although I know that who I was has made his
home under miles of dust I won’t forget the things I’ve done, I don’t regret who I’ve become.. I’ve been retracing my steps like a body in
chalk just after a storm. but life goes on, the world still turns, like it or not this
is my final form. This is my final form. My final form! I’ve been digging through dirt, I’ve been sorting
through bones looking for the boy I used to be just call
me Indiana Jones. Although I know that who I was has made his
home under miles of dust I won’t forget the things I’ve done, I don’t regret who I’ve become.. I’ve been collecting my thought embracing
all that I am and all that I’m not I have
accepted. Now I need nothing more than to carry
the torch, luckily for me it lay right where I left it. Make no mistake there’s a toll time takes but what matter remains same mass different shape. Take it from me, it just takes a little
time to turn a seed into a tree. Here’s the key, remember your roots reach for
the sky until the day your veins run dry..

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