Poem for the Soul II

I crave the warmth against me. 
I crave normality.
I crave the release of pressure.
I crave to be me.

Stand up.
Don't sit around and wait for life to happen.
Stand up.
Look around:
You're free.

I'm free.
Free to be me.
Free to see what I see.
Free to say what I say.
Free to do what I do.
Free to feel what I feel.
I'm free.
I'm free as can be.

I see the world like a project to change;
Idealist too much, maybe.
But that's okay.
I'm okay.

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