It wasn’t me

It was a yearning for my voice to be heard

It was a life that was waiting to live its promise

It was laughter waiting to be untethered

It was tears seeking to meet its purpose

It was love waiting for a warm embrace

 

It wasn’t me

It was a calling that was looking to meet destiny

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