Four years of freedom from what was
A new discovery of my reality
A venture to balance my actual cause
A life without the worries of falls
Time to realize my individuality
Four years of freedom from what was
A constant struggle with current flaws
My motivation was my vitality
A venture to balance my actual cause
A fight to release fear-induced claws
Progression to learn my capabilities
Four years of freedom from what was
New knowledge to mellow the bawls
Acceptance of simplicity
A venture to balance my actual cause
No more focus on so many flaws
Recognition of my reality
Four years of freedom from what was
A venture to balance my actual cause.
By the way, I really liked your poetic pattern to you poem!
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It’s a villanell poem.
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Interesting! I haven’t tried that one.
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Well done Astrid! It must have been very stressful for you. I liked the line..”.A fight to release fear-induced claws”
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Thanks, Dwight. The fears are the hardest to get rid of.
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I can imagine that they would be!
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