My Own Jungle 

The wind levitates me
Life doesn’t get me high as what life has to offer 
 I don’t see problems I only see lessons learned 
Sadness is forever submerged in a coffin
The souls that bring down my spirits aren’t ever conjured 
I am the present not past or future 
There is no such thing a burning in pain in the now 
For I am a king in my own jungle 

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