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Progression.
Clocking mistakes you make
And then making them lessons.
Investing.
In yourself, your health, your wealth,
Whatever you think you're missing.
Forgiving.
Those that trespass us,
And why they came to that decision.
Believing.
In you, dig your heels into the dirt until you feel them sink in.
Achieving.
Or at least having a go at what your heart is needing.
Understanding.
That no one more than you owes you a single fucking thing.
Demanding.
More for others, your sisters and brothers that don't have the same voice.
Reprimanding.
Dickheads that speak as if there was ever a choice.
In us
Choosing.
And deciding and loving exactly who we are.
Not
Compromising
For we are all precious and made of stars.
Let us not forget this.
And let the words of those that doubt be met with the sharpest of glass.
For accepting, and loving ourselves and each other just as we are.
Is the start.
Clocking mistakes you make
And then making them lessons.
Investing.
In yourself, your health, your wealth,
Whatever you think you're missing.
Forgiving.
Those that trespass us,
And why they came to that decision.
Believing.
In you, dig your heels into the dirt until you feel them sink in.
Achieving.
Or at least having a go at what your heart is needing.
Understanding.
That no one more than you owes you a single fucking thing.
Demanding.
More for others, your sisters and brothers that don't have the same voice.
Reprimanding.
Dickheads that speak as if there was ever a choice.
In us
Choosing.
And deciding and loving exactly who we are.
Not
Compromising
For we are all precious and made of stars.
Let us not forget this.
And let the words of those that doubt be met with the sharpest of glass.
For accepting, and loving ourselves and each other just as we are.
Is the start.
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