The Journey

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Don’t leave they said

You’re too weak they said

 

OBJECTION!

 

The weak would never leave the nest,

As what I thought!

 

So I spread my wings

Leaving the comfort of my nest behind me

To embark on a four year journey

 

Four years

 

Four years or triumph

 

Four years of tears

 

Four years of memories,

Often having to be re-pieced by others

 

A four-year journey that I will never trade for the world

 

So, to whom it may concern,

Take that journey and do it for you

 

The most beautiful thing in the world is finding who you are

And that

Is journey within

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