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Let me break into my stride

Let me live out
what I have
and
all that
I never let out for you to decide

Let me revel in what
I wish to no longer mull

The pen's in my hand,
the ending's unplanned

The sky has a newer soar
I have no one but life
to settle with
all my unfinished scores

My way has no road
but things may
still turn

The distance has no cage
and my thoughts
are no longer my mind's
hermitage

I know no rage
and I seek
a blank canvas
to render a beginning..

I ouster
an echo and I know
but life will never be bore
I have never been so sure

All I need is to be free . . .