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Stephanie Curtis Poem
If I thought you'd say yes;
I'd tell you I love you.
If I thought you'd say yes;
I'd share all I have in my heart with you.
If I thought you'd say yes;
I'd bare my soul for you.
If I thought you'd say yes;
I would risk all for you.
If I thought you'd say yes;
I would be free to be me with you.
If I thought you'd say yes;
I'd face every challenge, move heaven and
earth- I'd conquer the world for you.
If I thought you'd say yes;
I'd tell you just how much I love you.
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Stephanie Curtis Poem
I am a slave who has always done what my master says. Between me and my
freedom stands the dragon, FEAR. Fear clouds my purpose, severs my ties, and
usurps all my effort, rendering my contribution meaningless.
I must learn to use the flame from my passion to melt my chains and build for
me a suit of armor. From the bars of my cage, I must fashion my sword. I must
breach this void of silence because
I cannot do this alone, and the spoils of this battle will be my soul.
The dawn breaks, the battle ensues, but I fight alone.
My knight in shining armor is me, but I am well suited to my task.
Knowing my purpose becomes my shield,
contributing to the human race becomes my skill and precision,
and the ties that I forge become my weapons.
The battle wages night and day – I become weary and fatigued. This is the
crucial moment when
I finally understand that the battle is won the moment that
I value my purpose enough that my actions become unrestrained despite my fear.
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Much like the momentum began by the flutter of butterfly wings become the
winds of a hurricane;
My feelings progress from thought to action and become the force behind
magnificent changes in the world
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Stephanie Curtis Poem
That you continue to draw breath matters to me.
Every time that your heart beats
It means something to me.
Why is it that those things
That you most want and crave from life,
Are those things that you refuse to see.
It's time to take the self-imposed blinders
That keep you feeling sheltered, lonely, and desperate
Off and purposefully see what is really around you!
If you are unwilling to let it matter to you-
That you matter to me,
It is of no value, use, or purpose
That I continue to draw breath or
That my heart continues to beat
For to you, it is as if neither even exist.
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This moment does not truly belong to you,
-It is good and right for you to be free to let it go.
For you can only see this one little piece
You hold tightly in your fist.
But, put it down and let it stand
In its rightful place – it will become a crucial part
Of this beautiful mosaic called your life.
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