Hidden
Dream
I feel this power inside me
especially as I mature and grow
It defends me
more now than before
Sometimes...
ok, most of the time
it frightens me
It's the bridge you bungee from
the plane you dive from
the hidden dream inside you
inside me
like adolescent growing pains
it hurts
not my body but my soul
It is Me the Great!
Me the Admired
or the Talented
A lonely stereotype
of success
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