The Currency in Me! (Poem)

I am my own currency
I have a tab with universe
And its infinite
My credit with earth is legit
And the sky knows this
I am a soul designed to fly
I am the riches of the highs
The wind dries my eyes
The atmosphere wants me to thrive
Everything I see is mine
When I dream I hone my craft
In my infinite power I last
And claim the last laugh
I have everything that I desire
My word is bond and fire
My style uplifts you higher
I bask in the power
Love is how I build upon my desires
I have become my own sire
I need no one to tell me what to do
As the universe resides in me as it does in you


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