Where I Stand
We all want to belong and feel like we are apart of something.
But when we break it down we really are just a part.
We become separated by dreams and different courses in life.
Tagging along for a ride that may seem endless.
Choosing to hang on to see different results.
There are different reasons for every season.
Some chapters may have to close so new ones can begin.
But the new ones that begin may have a lot to unfold.
As we open our eyes and let go of what we were once blinded from.
Not to see that's when we see where we stand for all to believe.
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