​Every Ounce
While life kept pushing 
All her efforts into a corner

Knowing full well it made

Any possible progress harder

Thought she’d found a way 

Around the discouragement 

It would require every ounce

Of her strength and consistence

She had become accustomed 

To persevering under pressure 

After developing a clear vision 

And route to her true treasures 

No amount of the deterrents

Could ever again afflict her mind

To forget the manifest destiny 

To which her heart was inclined 

Life had a special way of taking 

Sharp curves and narrow ways

But she remained very focused

Regardless of discouraging delays. 

She had seen the detailed future

That her actions would create

And accepted that her decisions

Made her master of her fate 

Ria 2017

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