I am walking a thin line,
Between my truth and my decline.
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I want to go for what is mine,
But how can I be sure
that all will be fine?
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I want a good life,
With good food-but
without the wine,
Peace of mind,
And wisdom
Blowing through me
Like a turbine.
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I am no psychic,
So there’s no way
I could define
the future,
So I’ll make
my own signs,
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Which will lead me
down the path
towards experiences
That will make me shine.
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Written by Ivie M. Eke 2017.
