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We get nine months
Maybe more or less developing
Picking out where our souls
Will be sent
And
Making choices
What gifts to accept
What gifts to deny
When birth to our parents
Yes
This can be a high-spirited
Joyful situation
Or
The beginning of
A life of recurring
Regrettable decisions
In a snap
Still decisions must be made
Questions need answering
So could you
Would you
Should you
Disreguard
Ignore
A destiny specifically designed
For you
Sent to you as a gift
With no strings attached
And
No COD to pay
Of course
You will not know
What it is
Or
Who it is from
Memories will be erased
When entering into the realm
Of your new existence
Just know
Only your name will be on it
With the simple words written
As such
It is not what you want
It is what you need
To conquer this world
Only one catch
You have to live your life
Being your true self
Honest
Dignified
With good human decency
At the helm of your existence
So
Would you keep it
Or
Would you do like most
Refuse it
Return it to sender
Without opening
And
Miss out being
Someone to be reckoned with
A confident
Beautiful leader inside and out
Leading the resistance
To get rid of the conforming system
Of carbon copy expendables
Easily readily replaceable people
Teaching all to be independent
Individuals
Who want to create a new reality
A life full of living
Not stressed
Depressed
And
Miserable
Where everything
And
Everybody deemed a nobody
Gets swept under the rug

Yellowbonewonda

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