Proceed with Experience

Looking back at the year prior

Makes the road ahead seem daunting.

Taking apart the person I was,

The closest I can describe is passion.

A rekindling of a dying and tired flame, thus,

When the efforts did not bear

Sweeter fruits of labor

My spirit lay discouraged,

But not broken.

Today as I stand with my feet on set ground

I ensure my footfalls are confident and loud.

Failure is and has been a blessing

In disguise

To rise

For the better of tomorrow.

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