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Jun 2016
Growing up
I played it safe
fear of failure
afraid to break the rules
I was not a risk taker
The phrase often
flies in my face
NO RISK
no reward
Truer words have
never been spoken
Yet I remain in my
safe place of comfort
How many door
need to be opened
before I am
pushed through
How many opportunities
wasted in my
wavering ways
Is it cowardly
that my feet are
stuck in the mire
Are all chances
to lift myself up
and step out of
my comfort zone
Can I dare myself
to be great
Can I force myself
to accept success
again,
NO RISK...
Written by
Allen Robinson  The Burgh
(The Burgh)   
410
   Karishma
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