April Humason (Fort Worth, Texas)
Futures or looking to the past.
Lightness begins to darken.
Kids are turning into grown-ups.
Friends turn to enemies.
Good people are doing bad.
Workers are becoming unemployed.
Energy has turned into laziness.
Money is becoming our new debt.
Freedom has turn to slavery.
Life is turning to death.
Body's or changing into souls.
The end is the new beginning.
Making our past a brighter future.
Changing darkness into light.
Grown-ups becoming more kid like.
Enemies becoming our new friends.
Bad people doing good for others.
Unemployed becoming employed workers.
Laziness turns into motivation.
Debt turns into cash flow.
Slaves turn to freedom.
Death becomes new life.
Souls reunite with there body's.
Beginnings are no longer ending.
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