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Say I be true that youth as wild than be any tale,
For the innocence of me crept into ignorant space,
That chance led to circumstance,
They'd be a back door for me,
O'er to days that leads to a floor yet to be tread,
Discover once more the daring-do needs to be tried,
And every effort of my stabled past,
Unveiled memories fate trampled dust,
Fore e'er lock my key opened, spreads a challenge,
Phantom of the fathomless prone heedless to fear,
Days of parent held hands, washed ears,
Combed hair, fixed ties, re-tied shoelaces,
Had I a trophy case now, it be brimmed for polish,
Filled with every category purposed immortality wear,
But for you to see, that this bout me,
'Tis my past that heralds my present,
For I am one of low-key, not open to airs one name,
I am a recognized singularity, to face it alone on my own,
I run the miles the length unmeasured,
I climbed the mountains treasured by me,
I dove the depths of a bottomless sea,
I hooped, threw, jumped, batted, unseen,

A polish-less trophy case,
Heart bears an instant shine,
A name known only to me,
     ~~but God first.

Date: 06/02/2019

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Date: 6/3/2019 3:19:00 AM
Though one can always ask for help, one strives to do things on one's own. But I agree. In the end God needs to help.
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Date: 6/3/2019 5:57:00 AM
They will not run for you, they will not climb for you, they will not dive for you...basically, you alone will be your own strength...with the help of God. Take the road less travelled and discover a whole new world God hast made--yourself, --is what I hope is being conveyed--thanks Victor, Aloha William