A Footstep

Words to escape from reality 

Into what I make my own Creating what seems like a dream But makes it more easily shown  Wanting to map out my destiny And to cross paths with a love Be a person, passion, or peace Ending up with my God above  It is for my sensuality Knowing I will leave this earth However still leaving my mark Providing a new kind of birth 

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