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Room to Grow

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The way I unfold leaves me wondering if I still have a chance.


A chance to make it out, or to do more.


There is only so much that I can actually control in the grand scheme of things.


Circumstances that block me from acceleration leave me feeling hopeless, as if I can not save myself.


I pray to God for a swift kick in the right direction.


For an illuminated path leading me towards my one true purpose.


I am like a tree that is planted in the pot of a flower.


I have no room to fully develop into what I am destined to become.


If not by a miracle, how can one reach for the sky when they are stuck underground?


© 2021 Nicholas Mercogliano

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