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Manage


What are we so afraid of?

Why is it so hard to take a chance?

It appears that we may prance

But in reality we are driven by what’s above.

 

Our mind is so powerful and controlling

It betrays the most

It appears life to be showing

things that to others are a ghost.

 

Can we be free in our mind

And not care for another’s thoughts.

That if in each of us we can find

what it is that we call guts.

 

And so they say

At some point we are bound

To find ourselves like a sound

And so we wish it may

 

Unpredictable as the ocean

Free as the wind

It’s like a potion

Manipulating the being

 

Living with fright

does not help conquer

It is not out of spite

Just make it right

 

Make it right for yourself

That is the reality

Do not live on a shelf

afraid of mortality.

 

Now choose to live

Live like it is!

Through this you’ll achieve

The feeling of bliss.

 

What else do you need?

Loose or keep it all

Its just your plead

Do not fear the fall

 

Choose to make it your own

Take what’s shown

And use it to your advantage

Show us how you manage!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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