Feeling free
Is how I feel,
A little messed up
Not a big deal.
As I walk
My gate is unsteady,
But I will fly
When I am good and ready.
My friends are incouraging
When I am down,
It lifts me up
Off the ground.
Although, most days
I get discouraged, no doubt,
Exercise always
Makes me stout.
Most days my mission
Is to fly, once again,
To run 5k's
A race I can win.
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