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My strong back
All I expect right now is the air that enters into my body,
Not a coin to flip in the air, or a pass to take a dive,
Withdraw from this world of copies,
Remain me, until death arrives,
So I say to the universe, rehearse your move,
For I will be here still, waiting around for the revelation,
With that being said, my footing is in place, That no one can remove,
As the sun dawns, and my mind clouds with frustration,
I stand still, with the will of a being to live,
To take my position with the blood in my veins flowing,
The air still going in and out of my body like bees to a hive,
Just as the wise have said, "You must have a strong foundation before you rise".
Not fast or slowing, but growing vastly into the skies of knowing.