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Confidence
Cruel fate has twisted and bent your shape?
Your DNA has cast you as you are?
There is no way you can ever escape
The parental abuse which left a scar?
You're tired of ev'ry guru and preacher,
Who for self-serving reasons would mold you?
Who should you be? Don't look to a teacher,
Or what hubby or wifey has told you.
You must look inside to solve the riddle?
You are not something that you have to find
By seeking the answer in your middle.
Leave all of that disquietude behind.
Be whatever ever you want to be.
Do it for yourself, and confidently.
Copyright ©
David Crandall
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