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You took me by surprise once, I didn’t see you coming, An epiphany Unveiled to me, Not many would’ve summoned. This damsel in distress, Once emerged from a rose, Bewildered and perplexed, An unceasing lament, “Why is it me that you chose?” Call me what you will, A mystery in the making, Maybe One’s Divine Creation, A Lion’s share surely hath forsaken, This Bleeding Heart’s desire, Intentions best to Awaken, Brought to fruition, Because of a sweet love story Between a simple Faith-filled man, With an unwavering past, Who fell in love with his best friend, A sweet beautiful girl, Through the looking glass, My beloved mother, Personally, The most selflessly devoted heart-filled woman. With a whole universe out there A beautiful moon in all its glory, Embellished me with his stars, Call them freckles from the sun, Call them what they are, An extravagant ephelis work of art, Just to determine, I’m not just a reflection, But a constellation, Predestined with this mind, this heart, and this soul, In the figure of this female, With quite a story to behold. Why here, and why now, It’s an alluring wonder. Born into a family, With two parents, Three siblings begeted, But for me, Still no children and no husband. You’ve watched me grow right from the very start. You’ve challenged my will, my ego, and my heart, I can’t imagine you’d create something without purpose, And I can’t stand living on the surface. Test not here, Because You created me imperfect. Can’t expect this fish to climb that tree, Because no matter how hard I swim, I’ll still dwell below the surface, You know, Where the water isn’t pure is. It’s here where the beautiful people are They’ve battled their wounds and been left with scars. They’ve worn their heart on their sleeves, Only to be stored in jars, It’s this ignorant and hate-filled society, That’s determined to feed on the Pure of Heart, Convincing them their depressed, less than, or bipolar. What purpose does that serve? One would think, ‘But we’ve come so far?’ To our dismay. This magnificent world, Couldn’tve become more torn apart. (continue to part 2)
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