Poem.
when the world chooses to pass you by, never take the time to sit and cry, just remember your world as you choose it to be and the face in the mirror will make you as happy as you allow yourself to be.
time may move swiftly but your mistakes will be few if you take time to remember to look at the view.
the view on the inside the toughest of all that allows no forgetting but memories of all
but back to the mirrow the image so frightening that the grip may be loosening and the fall downward and spiraling
reality, the world, and the view you may seek may go so long unfounded with no deep beliefs
until the one day that the image appears to tell you no longer there will be any fear
but only with trust and truth will the image abide and you will find what you seek deep down inside.
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