Breach-Able Limitations

When in thoughts my fears become the toxic wishes of others, my hopes fall around me like dead leaves. When my fears I call breach-able limitations, I soar above the trees, my spirit unrelenting, un-identical to that of any other! The toxic wishes are the dead leaves I see below, holding me against gravity—Dew Platt.

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