To truly live is to love.
Without fear or hesitation,
When we think of it this way
There are no exact restraints to hold us back.
Fear the last thing on our mind.
We see past our imperfections
An ability to create something better.
Something kind, something passionate.
Rather than the torture we put ourselves through
Pleasing everyone but ourselves.
One of the best feelings in the world.
Is to hold your head up
Knowing you got this
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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