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why I settle for lack,

like timble or a tack.

Yes I choose it thats a fact

It's like I'm floating on this cloud,

this cloud is slightly off the ground.

I look to see why and I see these

many strings keeping me in hold.

I make the choice to change or

a choice to fold.

I need to cut these many tacks,

so I don't have to lack.

I defintely need to fly higher,

and not just be a flyer.

I will strive with courage,

I will dive in strength.

I will live in fullness

and appreciate in length.

I will be humble with love,

each and everyday.

God will always light the way.

I am leaping through the door.

so I don't have to repeat the

door before.