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What’s a story worth without Living? Or a dream just talking and just Sitting? We walk and drive without a Destination Or We forget to use our past for Motivation using the tribulations, pulling up somebody from Below Turning our struggles into success stories should be our only M.O. Speaking, teaching, learning within Ourselves Traveling, experiencing, Living More to Living Well Using the energies around us for Wisdom Tuning, into the world of opportunities with Rhythm With confidence and with Health With wellness and nothing Else Making that a priority, making that a Routine Creating a new energy in your life to confidently acting out your Dream You make that your foundation, watch your life immense itself with unlimited Potential Old relationships, old jobs, won’t be so Essential Why? How? Because you found out your worth, you found out that you exist, you awaken your Light Because you understand that someone in the world right now is in Darkness living in the gutter, going through Hardships Whether its a workout or a Dance, A corny poem like this one, or one about Romance I want you to LiveMore, to DanceMore, Living to be Fit and Healthy I want you to Dream More, to be More aspiring to tell your story to Many Whatever it may be I want to feed your mind and help you find your purpose, your reason of Living, By engaging your mind and body while building your confidence to LiveMore with me! What Are You Living For?

Control Poem by, William De La Cruz No one can make you upset without your consent. Your fears are your struggles. Don’t let your casket live full of regret. Allowing meaning in life is humanities greatest virtue. A puzzle of a maze Rage and no peace Priorities We won’t welcome criticism Even if it’s our own peer, because of our own past, Opinions act as our breaks, instead as our steer’ for gas. Gas of the present, for our presence. Our future is repeated through unlearned lessons. Yet, fear is a gift. Precious innocence. Action is identity. True authenticity. Be true to you. Unique perspective should act as a compass. Haters will lead you. Take control

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Pain with pain, struggle with struggle Those that never walked my path will never understand my true colors. I write and I read trying to find me Yet, I am still lost in Limbo. The clouds compile in rain like my tears at night. Sometimes it’s hard for me to sleep, I am in journey of my true purpose in life or what I am set out to be. I struggle with letting go of my past Knowing, deep inside I know I’m gifted. I try to please others while still reminiscing. My future holds great light. Others will run with fear, I don’t want to be that person. I want the world to feel this heart beating with great love and devotion, For better Am I weird, I still find joy in writing letters? We move forward with pain, And, maybe one day the sun will merge with rain.