Spirits that once soared in flights of fancy,
yesterday fell to depths below.
Today is a beginning, fresh and new;
I will rise above the past.
The past runs through my spirit,
regrets that can’t be changed.
To heights unknown, I will rise
beyond the nightmare that falls behind.
It is time for me to wake up and realize
I have a choice to make.
Do I chase my dreams and make them come true
or fall victim to chance and fail?
Spirits that once fell into depths unseen,
now begin to soar with the winds above,
making decisions without regrets.
Being the true me, I will rise up.
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