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I stand alone but deep inside me are untold stories
Stories of the battles I have won and lost
I have dreams embedded right inside of me
I have unwritten stories in catalogue
I could preach my story even in the synagogue
I can sing my story into song via monologue
And I can put in fine prints on the blockchain through my blog
I stand alone but there is more about me
There is a fire in me that cannot be quenched
An ocean in me that can never run dry
And the river of goodness in me that flows perpetually
I am fire and ice, I am a lion that cannot be tamed
I stand alone but I cannot be maimed
I've been sent to the wolves many times
But I always come back leading the packs
They try to search me out but can't find the tracks
They tried to even bury me underneath
But like a seed, I rose and germinated
I stand alone but with dreams, goals and desires, still
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My pen doesn't bleed, it speaks, with speed and ease.
Still me,
My tongue is like the pen of a ready writer.
Olawalium; (Love's chemical content, in human form). Take a dose today: doctor's order.
