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My fingers tremble less as I secretly write, a new goal today. I am sure to find my bit of faith in whistling bees and shining starlets, and in their humble intentions.
I move amidst the spread of tulips
with my heart clenched in my fist,
a bit hesitant, a bit hopeful.
While the wind whispers the tales
of chances, of second glances,
I quietly fill a teaspoon with trust.
Sun blushes with scarlet cheeks
and skies are smeared with orange smiles.
My spirits are warm now
and my nerves calm.
A stream of faith flows through me.
I take small steps of courage,
few towards me,
few away from black holes and violet scars.
The finish line is visible,
in its slight glamour.
I feel an inch closer.
I feel an ounce stronger.
My fingers tremble less
as I secretly write, a new goal today.
I am sure to find my bit of faith
in whistling bees and shining starlets,
and in their humble intentions.
I feel a bit less hesitant,
And a bit more hopeful now.
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