Once More, If You Will.

In search for a word from the wise,

Found: wound words that excise,

Those wavering ways of old,

Confidence inserted, a taste of the bold.

So this is what it feels like,

To be one of those fear-free,

Those ready and willing to strike,

Simply – to – be… me,

Relaxing, I just might decree.

A few more revolutions and I may,

Have come to this conclusion,

For now, I’ll ease my rest with,

the fact that I didn’t have to pay.

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