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A Letter To Us


Dear  Inner Self ,

It’s you

It’s me 

It’s us

It’s we

Oh the many places you have yet to see

 

Soon to venture out

Bringing with you life and light

Into uncharted territory you will sprout 

Encountering those full of spite

Not wanting you to go along your predestined route

 

They say oh the places she will go

This she could not be me

Someone who was never let outside to see

Like the baby who was always told no

This me is about to blow 

 

Separated it was always you and me

Together it’s us and we

One flower that hasn’t yet bloomed

But it’s us so we will open up soon

Traveling far and wide not even limited to the moon

 

The doors of childhood are coming to a close

And your thirst for adventure surely grows 

While you’re out don’t forget life’s lessons

With every confession always remember 

It’s you, me, us, and we together we’ll make it —

further than we would separately 

 

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