Sing your Song

Oh, how unpredictable and how insignificant is the measure of oneself based on another.

If  you remember there’s just one voice, one voice of you

you will continue on, sit down and create, regardless of and oblivious to what and whoever

you’ll lose your mind and be fine without it

you find you

and recognizing the emptiness of searching, of measuring you by the rule of another’s hand,

you remember

there is only one voice that is you.

And you sing, sing, sing

your song.

Oh, my Lord

what a beautiful song!

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