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Feb 2022
I had a dream where I was climbing up a beautiful tree in the Forrest.
When I made it to the top
The view was so beautiful
Serene
Peaceful
A mist of tranquility swirling around the other trees
It was so quiet
Gray snow tipped mountains and dark emerald green trees peaking through the mist
Then I looked down
I wanted to get down as fast I could.
I was so scared to fall.
I made down from the tree
I paused at every branch calculating my next move.

I realize now the view is what Ive accomplished
The fall is my failure
My frighten state is how I feel now.
Iā€™m driven to succeed and Iā€™m terrified of failure
Achick
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Achick  35/F/Texas
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