Move my World

In the things that move my world,

I know that anxiety and rest are on opposite sides,

Life and death make me who,

I am and the struggles I stand,

The ideas I bring,

The life I look forward to daily,

In everything I want to accomplish,

The ups and downs that brings me,

To a standstill in my life,

To pick things and make them,

A stepping stone of a fulfilled life,

The idea of dancing down the path,

Of rain and murky waters.

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