let the sun, burn my skin
let the nights be long
let the wind blow against my face
I decide to grow strong
let all the odds just hit on me
let me just have a fall
I’ll gather back all my strength
to stand up right and tall
I start my journey
to climb the up mountain
at a slow and a steady pace
will reach the top, the day will come
in my hands will I have my fate
This I love it is so beautiful and heartfelt. You write poetry effortlessly and gracefully
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My Dear Morgan, it seems you are my blog soul mate. I feel so connected with you through all your lovely posts and a true fan of your beautiful smile.
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Aw you are sweet and lovely your post are awesome and amazing I look forward to reading them Hugs and kisses
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Same here my dear.. keep smiling
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I will and you too 🙂
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Marvelous inspiration piece
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Thank you Manuel
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My pleasure
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This is GORGEOUS! I can feel that you are drawing inspiration yourself from your blogger friends and converting that into beautiful poetry that will inspire every person who reads it 💖😃
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Absolutely!! You got it! Being inspired and inspiring others is a beautiful feeling and it keeps you going. Thanks a lot my dear
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Beautiful poem. Never out of the fight and always challenging the odds. 🙂
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Absolutely my dear… Let us keep fighting..
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😊😊😊
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Nice poem my fate will be in my hands
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True that.. Let’s hold and mould our fate our way..
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