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Sep 2017
I raise my glass
to day that approaches.
Day where great change happens
and freedom is mine.

My breath of anticipating moves within.
My heart opens too usher in moment.

I raise my glass
to the coming day with prayer.
My voice echoes loudly.
My feet ground with excitement.

I raise my glass 
and drink with intention
of breath and gratitude
for the new journey
as old crumbles.

Here’s to the new beginnings 
for me, you, and the world.


StarBG © 2017
New Times are a here.
Star BG
Written by
Star BG  66/F/New York
(66/F/New York)   
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     Aqua Rose and Robin
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