Shackles
The Feeling of sources holding you from your potential
You turn your head to see a beauty, up and down your eyes go. You cant help but continue to look in hopes to make an unknown connection. They give a quick look as to normally have the sense to look back. Shackled in anxiety and fear, you look away right before you give a look that lock eyes. In opposite directions you go and jitters with a warmth of the heart elevates. The anxiety comes and goes as the moment passes.
A new environment gives a new perspective. Ideas and views are exchanged with fun side steps to be obtained. Gaming forefront with plots of revenge, green koopa shell, it never ends. Looking up to people for motivation to conquer, yourself, your life and your own power. Settle in for the ride, don't be scared, don't hide, trust yourself, go on and fly. Break from the shackles that bind, gather the strength and climb.
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The Kind Quill
The Kind Quill serves as a writer's blog to entertain, humor, and/or educate readers and viewers alike on the stories that move us and might feed our inner child

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