We’re not a prisoner of yesterday,
Nor a hostage of tomorrow.
Collect the lessons from the past,
But leave behind its sorrow.
In the present we are shining,
Plumes of incandescent light.
Where everything is possible,
Where wrongs can be made right.
Stop. inhale, believe in yourself,
Put down your knapsack of fears.
Feel the warm sun upon your face
Evaporate sorrow...
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