Following routines
Checking on their means
Handling people’s spleens

Always on the go
Last one in the row
Managing the show

Is this what I want?
Becoming a servant?
To please the world each day
Until I’m old and grey

I spread my wings and fly away
Not wasting any thought to stay
I spread my wings and fly
When even only in my mind

For once it is enough
The pressure’s been too tough
I need a break
And close the gate
Don’t care about that stuff

This is not what I want
I’m more than a servant
I leave this place behind
There’s more for me to find

I spread my wings and fly away
Not wasting any thought to stay
I spread my wings and fly
My limit is the sky

In Love and Light

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The purpose of my blog is to inspire and shine a light on the beauty and power of the wonderful being inside your body. You came into this world to share what only you can give. Remember who you really are, conquer the world the way you always wanted to, and become the blessing to us all that you were meant to be.


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It is not about the people that cause others trouble but about what they dress themselves with. Thank you very much for stopping by, Geoff.


It is wonderful that you feel that, Sue, and I hope everybody can feel their wings grow by reading the lines. As you said, we all are more than servants 💖


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