" Sail or Sink?"

Reflect may lead to regret just as play can lead to reset...yet wings still are a part of the body embodying the initial goal to fly... grounded in courage + wrapped in determination equivalent to a gift that cannot be shaken or even stolen, as passion stays woven within the pumping of your veins, encompassing so much HEART...a universe would not even come close to holding its complete capacity, so much ENERGY, nothing could lower the massivity not even gravity...so much CHEMISTRY, the meshing would blow away PB&J...so much VISION, the pieces last a lifetime, but begin uniting today. DRIVEN fusing with ACTION to satisfy the craving for the sweet taste of triumph establishing the moment you readily embark on the ship yearning for a sail, embellished by the unique skill set made for your hands...by the Maker of time. Aligned are you for this quest to release dreams from glass bottles sealed with a cork or have you dispiritedly loss your appetite causing the lack of motion to presumably pick up the fork?

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