UntilA form of hope, to travel in this direction, Delicate & careful in this form of creation, It will always be missing in life until, I realize what I look for is here still, A soft gaze right in front of me, Is the present moment my destiny? The choice of how I’ll view this day, A way my inner dialogue chooses to say, Contentment in an attempt to reply again, With a phrase I can only write with a pen, With a thought I can try & convince, I’ve overcome every struggle ever since, I know deep inside what I try to hide, Life is a ride & in myself I’ll confide. |
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