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About This Poem
Racing with blinders
It was planned investigated and edited
Measures were interwoven so as to assure;
And in the end success was achieved;
Acknowledged and accredited master of self-survival
You must have been quite busy I imagine.
I suppose I’m to offer you kudos;
Since I never saw the final outcome coming;
And that in its self-had to have been a bonus
I was young and doubtlessly deserved it;
So I let it go thinking in the future;
Maybe you might feel vindicated;
But apparently motivations go beyond vindications..
So okay I feel bad “real bad”
And sometimes I forget myself;
And let the water run down my face;
Over the distain that manifest it’s self through selections
And time doing what it often does for some;
Gave me the courage to be,
Open and less self-protective;
But some of us never conquered fear.
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