You got this

The power of words

Runs through you like a current.

You’re a rare bird,

Don’t let your wings be burnt.

 

Your voice stands out,

It casts out all doubt.

Living in the moment,

Just stay focused.

 

The things you have done,

Forever will be.

You are number one.

Hang on, you’re almost free.

 

You are flawless,

You don’t need any solace.

Just look at Alfred Wallace.

You are a goddess.

They cannot be aweless,

Because it wouldn’t be honest.

I give you that promise.

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