No longer hiding my bushel.
No longer willing to wait.
No longer content staying silent.
I step out.
Unashamed.
Unabashed.
Unabated.
It’s thoroughly unlike me.
Yes, I’m scared.
Yes, I’m worried.
Yes, I’m filled with trepidation.
But I can’t do it anymore.
I can’t hide.
I can’t pretend.
I can’t ignore who I am.
It’s gone far beyond that.
Inhale,
Exhale.
Just. Breathe.
I can do this.
I have to.
I want to.
I need to.
And so I do.
It’s time for me.
It’s time for more.
It’s time.
Time to glow.
By Sarah ©2021
By Sarah 
Beautifully said! ❤
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why thank you so much!
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hurray to you, and glow you go! 🙂
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sparkle sparkle!
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🙂
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Such a brave poem. Well done.
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As somebody once said, live life to the fullest, and focus on the positive. Delightful.
My 94 words!
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