To will away what i used to Play,
Patience my grasp , only flaws delay,
Seeking the thrill , accepting the fray,
Revere the soul , no matter the day,
To charge ahead , the past takes no hold,
Make what is mine , never give in to the fold,
Less to resign , more to behold,
My story only mine , only mine to be told,
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Poem / Poetry
Book / Memoir
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