The 20 sided dice

I look up 

Startled

You want me to...?

What?

My thoughts bounce around

My stomache contracts

My fingers make nervous movements

 

I stand up

Look at my feet 

As I start to walk

Then a voice comes

"Walk tall. Roll 20's."

 

I smile

My shoulders

Rise and widen

My head raises 

My eyes focus

 

As I stand before

Every person

I breathe in, 

Hold,

Then let go

 

I am confident

I am strong

I may be short 

But I walk tall

And roll impossible

20 sided die

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