Reality Calls

Reality calls out to where she’s sitting:
She’s not the girl she was, nor will she be —
But who she is, is good enough for greatness;
For making, still, her mark in history

For years, like an odometer, keep spinning:
She’s learned how she can love, and takes her time —
It might be, all these miles mean she’s winning;
And winning isn’t really
Such a crime

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