#NaPoWriMo2021
#day3
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My hands shiver and quiver
It is failure, and ridicule I fear
And yet my thoughts gush out
The paper absorbs them all throughout
The unsaid feelings, the unspoken words,
Alone, I venture on dreamy roads
Taking baby steps, one at a time,
So, what if I’m past my prime?
Lived my life for all, given them my all
Now it’s time to listen to my heart’s call
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