I Am... Scholarship Slam

In and out like a perfect breeze I seem to be

Remember my touch forever on your soul

The effects of my presence makes one intoxicated in Hennesy

Which leaves one wearing a smile worth Earth's precious gold

You may not know my name nor where I am from

Not even where I am headed in the moment

To live my life well, I am governed by my own rule of thumb

I am to remain mysterious, and shine with energy of the sun

 

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