To That in Which I Poured Myself

by Emily, 15, from Virginia

To that in which I poured myself
I found that I became—
If that were to fall below myself
I could not rise again.

My passion lay before me
Behind, my former life—
To where I put my heart would be
My blessing or my strife.

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