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It's a Miracle
I am the page
The lines, my stage
Influenced by self proclamation
Burdened by my own ways
Declared a God
I had immortality
Sacrifice, from all directions
And so mine pursued in selfishness
Whitewashed, selflessness
Relentless, hopeful positivity
Could have been denial of failure
Ignoring uncertainty
The darkness sometimes consumes me
Reminding me what I had forgotten
I am not invincible
Harsh, raw reality
Again, vulnerability may very well be the root
To fall apart
Explosions on manic panic
Universe says, "Stop now."
"Let go, you are not her.
She's in space
Carry on
Do what must be done"
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