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Destined To Fly


Out the earth, Out the sky, I’m universal. No limits, Can’t define me, I’m controversial. No turbulence, got the wings aimed high. Like a bird with an instinct, I was destined to fly. My feet a root, My head to sky. For the pain, I have silenced. For the tears, I have dried. For the beatings, I’ve endured. For the screams, I have cried. No longer stain this life of mine. For now, I walk to the beat of my chest. This hurt I wear as a badge on my breast. Let my light guide me where darkness is found. Where evil awaits; my enemies surround. Out the earth, Out the sky, I’m universal. No limits, Can’t define me, I’m controversial. No turbulence, got the wings aimed high. Like a bird with an instinct, I was destined to fly.
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OstojichB
This poem is meant to be inspirational. My children are my main inspiration as well as my experiences. This poem not only provides insight into my past, but also my future.

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