The Feel
I’m ready,
Never mind a hand to hold,
I need to become bold,
To mold,
The minds of the young,
And the face of the sun,
Cannot compare,
To what I bare,
I feel so aware,
Of every movement,
Every moment,
That moves within,
And without,
Every doubt,
Ever lie,
Passes by,
My mind,
My body,
My soul,
Feels.
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