The life I live, the life I love
The air I breathe, the sky up above-
To be who I am was God-given.
For me not to appreciate that is not living.
My blessings have been significantly profound
Compelling me to observe and turn around.
The past, it looks so far away,
And yet here I am today.
A sense of peace is what I long for;
A sense of peace is what I strive for.
Experiences, experiences give me strength,
Power my well-being so that even my thoughts can think.
Obstacles are always present-
Like a gift on Christmas,
You accept or you miss it.
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