THE 11th-@ WANJA’S POETRY

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I am born its the eleventh, My first breath.
Afterbirth  I am trying to live thro’ the aftermath.
Can’t complain though it hasn’t been an easy path.
I have to believe in brighter days ahead ges thats why am named Faith.

Lately there hasn’t been any inspiration.
No hope gotta cheer yourself you’re your own motivation.
Embracing all that comes with growth, adaptation.
With age you get to see clearly, illumination.

Turning an year old I thank God, Jubilation.
Gotta face the future head on, Confrontation.
As i blow off these candles I have the determination.
That this new chapter holds so much revelation.

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