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Here I stand


Here, I stand.

Here, I stare

Like a beggar yearning for a meal.

Incessant cycles of foolish decisions,

My mind agrees to no longer empower

My regression.

Finally, I decide to fight for and steer

My progression.

Disaffected by who I have become,

I choose to rise and bind my sum.

Topple my limit, I desire to be the one

Who is called the "Man who Overcome."

Here, I stand.

Here, I stare at

Myself, unashamed as

I am not afraid to say

"I need change."

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