Inner Power


Even though my fingers may curl,

and my ankles wobble as I walk,

that does not mean that I am less.

I am a warrior.

In the face of disaster,

although my feet may tremble,

my heart stays strong.

I am a soldier,

fighting against my adversaries

with strength in my soul

if not in my arms.

No one will ever defeat me.

I am invincible.

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