12.36pm Dec. 1, 2024
This poem was not entered in the contest. It came late. I scribbled this when I saw the last remaining slot. But it's fine for me. I am thanking the contest that inspired me to write this.
It’s been a while when I felt frozen on the ground Hotchpotches of skills around, I touched them one by one With overwhelming joy, l took them in one luggage I hauled and under a stagnant lake, my inertia has engaged. When a spark of discernment meddled right on time I focused on one…so light, I float and I climb I gained, grew and flourished smoothly in each priority I ascent, pulling others li'l by li'l on a way across…flying freely.
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