Thrive
I drown in worry.
Where will I be in a year?
What will my plans be?
Will I be happy?
Is sucess all that I need?
Is there more to life?
Past expectations.
There must be another way.
Something beyond plans.
To break through bound'ries,
we must accept where we are.
Thriving where we're at.
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