The world is off my shoulders
it's weight is no longer a burden,
i'm running atop of the boulder
instead of run over by, and left squashed, and hurting.
My feet are firmly grounded
At my centre, i'm so focused and calm,
not letting myself get hounded
negativitiy is now a captured, black ball in my palm.
Because today, i am soo happy
why let the little things bother me?
at people i'm not angry, nor snappy
for i really like the mirrored person i see.
17/10/05
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