Awoken
I am awoken,
By the idea of greatness.
I am unable,
To sleep until greatness comes.
The work that precedes,
Daunting is the path I chose.
I am most hungry,
With a competitive flame,
That won't waver in the wind.
Copyright © Mike A. | Year Posted 2015
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