I'm ready to step up and act. Take control and stretch. Grow. I'm happy. I'm hopeful. There seems to be this force that's taking me along with it. Ready or not, it's time to wake up. Resting and floating these last few years have been hard, but necessary. Interesting, endearing and torturous.
Time to step through the looking glass.
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time to step through the looking glass now
the wind pushes me forward now
sweet rest is a memory
now i step up and act
now stretch, take control
i grow now