going through changes that are inevitable; poised in my mannerism so my character can be acceptable…
my search for what I am made of, has been hard; never felt the journey would take this long be, and still be up to par…
it’s never all bad; we go through the necessities to find who we are. taking that approach shows me what I have; I am a light that shines very far…
journaling saved my mind. doing so showed me that I do give myself the time…
warming myself up toward unseen rewards; never dwelling on short-comings. always grateful for what I could afford. I enjoy the faith of what will be; this will be fulfilled inevitably.
Europa's Space Of Poetry 
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