to say that this feeling is new is not quite genuine
after all, i’m the same person i was yesterday
drifting carelessly astray, floating through time unwittingly
simply surviving in my own way
although the scenery changes, and the past appears to fade away,
it all stays with me, just the same
it builds, like a humble stream that yearns to flow as forcefully as a river
my experiences – a steady collection of raindrops that feed my ambitions, and upon which my dreams find hopeful buoyancy
the momentum is unyielding, moving along just the same
and on some days, when i feel as though i’m drowning,
i’ll rely on the promise that my spirit could never let me sink
i’ll weather the storm, just the same
and when my strength withers under the beating sun, and the life sustained by my vitality with it,
i’ll find comfort knowing that my purpose has been fulfilled
and the world will endure beyond me, just the same
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