Let my skirt fly high above me
Lifting me up to faraway places
There I'll fly high
Up In Gods good graces
Soul searching
In faces
Moments shared through innocent gazes
Meeting people of all different crazies
Life is a series of mazes
I weaved my way through
Like I was racing
Emulating
Imitating
And
Creating
My
Own
Destiny
Letting
The
Wind
Carry
Me
To
Far
Away
Places
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This is my truth
Non-FictionMy life has been an intense journey from a little girl who was beaten down and abused into believing that she was worthless, to a woman at 43 years of age who is still desperately searching for who she truly is. I found her though. I did. And she wr...
