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When the truth isn't clear to me,
I stroll back to what is dear to me,
Being true to myself and loving me,
Accepting the man I am is a result of me,
Putting myself out there giving the best of me,
As long as a spark of hope remains I will drag the rest of me.
This is not a poem,this is a part of me,
Laid out in this digital paper for y'all to see,
Watch me walk slowly towards my destiny,
Gaze and admire the man I am to be,
I will be great and you will honour me,
You can't sit and pretend you don't like this,
For the truth in your heart is you've never had a moment like this.

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