Like a peacock spreading its feathers,
I span out my feelings.
Like hands holding each other,
I long for this meaning.
Like petals to a flower,
I seek my purpose and beauty.
In this very hour,
Acceptance will be by duty.
Sunday Stanza: Poem Thirty Three- Acceptance Will Be My Duty By Hannah Williams

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