The only thing standing between you,
And anything you want to be,
Is a state of mind,
Gatekeeper arms spanning wide and open,
Named You-Created-Me-I-Don't-Really-Exist.
Call him by his name.
"You know what you want, don't you?"
"Uh-huh." Your lower lip trembles,
"How badly do you want it?"
"I always get what I want."
He lowers his arms, "Give it to yourself."
And he shrugs and walks away.
Today, you are truer than true. There is no-one alive who is youer than you.
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