You are not living today,
To appreciate what tomorrow brings.
Each day lived has been a dream.
A wish often disregarded.
And you were not prepared to start,
To fulfill your desires…
Or take part.
Each day lived has been a dream.
If your heart is not in it…
Tomorrow will come and go.
And you will not realize,
Or know you have benefitted…
And grow.
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Sacrificing the expected,
One is.Regardless if tears fall.Afterall…The time will come,When others find that being shunnedFor who one ‘is’…Has its rewards.And being ignored,Provides a growth that shows those stunted…In ways that delays a maturity,Fear by others still seeking to be breast fed.From any available ‘crib’.
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How am I qualified?
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