No more watching
No
more wondering
No
more sad mistakes and blundering.
It’s
time.
The
work may never be complete
Wrapped
in ribbon nice and neat
All
laid out at Fortune’s feet but
It’s
time.
Time
to end procrastination
Time
to forego reservation
No
more thought or hesitation.
Let
it go
It’s
time.
Dreams
are whispers in the wind
Somewhere
up around the bend
Waiting
like a trusted friend
It’s
time.
Time
to question
Time
to be
Time
to let the whole world see
It’s
time.
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