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a sense of serenity | poetry

A sense of serenity.

A sense of calmness.

She walks through the bright lights,

Feeling different than before.

On the path to finding her inner being,

She stops and wonders;

What life would be like,

If she was her past self.

She strives to improve.

Be comfortable.

To succeed and to love.

And she is almost complete.

But when the progress bar becomes full,

What happens then?

Will she struggle to be consistent?

To maintain her strength?

To know her worth?

She is scared of time.

Because who knows who she’ll be in the future.

For she is: Her.

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