It wasn’t my business, really.
But you stood on that beach
And didn’t move an inch freely.
I swear the sand sucked you in like a leech.
Too afraid, your feet stuck in movable cement –
You didn’t ever catch a wave.
I know how well you meant:
But you let fear take you to the grave.
Embrace it.
Follow through with your aspiration.
Let your dream catch fire and light.
Don’t be afraid of what you can’t see in the midst of hesitation.
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Wow! That’s really good!!
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Thanks so much!! I’m glad you liked it.
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