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I’m gonna
kill the giant and win the war.
Gonna
find the treasure I’m looking for.
And I’ll
be faster than the boys because I want it more.
What else
is there in store…?
I’m gonna
be an explorer,
Riding
all seven seas –
I don’t
need to tame them or own them,
Just so
long as I’ve known them.
Let ocean
breeze bloom
In my
taste buds
And sweep
its scent across my face,
Stinging
my cheeks with life like a sunrise.
Before
uncharted skies,
I’ll
redraw all the maps
Of all they
think there is to see
As new worlds
open their doors,
Their
shores, and horizons to me.
I’ll
drive headlong into the storm
Without
fear, only free.
I’ll be
smarter than my teachers,
The ones
who live in cursive lines,
Who think
inside times-table boxes,
Locked
into the thought
That
there’s just one way to be and know and see.
I’ll be a
tongue-stuck-out Einstein,
Never
caring at the groans, sighs
And
rolling eyes
That meet
my endless “Whys?”
‘Cause
living is learning,
And there’s
too little of one
And too
much of the other
To ever
waste a moment not asking.
I’m gonna
build my own wings to go flying,
And I’ll
gladly rise too high.
And when
my wings start to melt
And I
start to fall,
You won’t
hear me sighing,
‘Cause I’d
rather regret “too far” than “not yet.”
Just you
wait,
Someday I’ll
show you
All I’ve
done and I’ve won,
And no
denying –
I’m gonna
be immortal…
…Or die
trying.
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