Let this be a time, when
you remember who you
hoped to be, and brought
together in mind, all the
best that you as a human
and your own unique self
could become. It is a sharp
and scrambling task, which
will drag you beyond the
known, through sad valleys,
across cold mountains, into
raging seas to breathe the
solemn air of hope, taste
the salted tang of freedom,
and set you a course to
the stars where being
resides, and beckons
always, even when dim
from fear and diluted
by lies: let this be a time
when you demand to
find the best of yourself,
knowing that no-one
else can complete such
a journey of becoming.
For it is yours and yours
alone, and is the diadem
which crowns your life,
if you reach out and
take it from the fates.
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