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Resilience, Persistence, Incestence


Here I sit with what I brought

In a stranded prediciment I am caught

Yet with no posession attached

No physical thing can match

Only the creation of what life has formulated

The charecter adversity has dictated

Who I am is I what I bring

Resilence, Persistence, Instince

With what I Am

Is the future of what I Can

No outside source can help or harm

If my integeral life resounds no alarm

Who I am is what I bring

that is myself, all of my intuition, all of my ability, all of my creativivity

 

 

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