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Updated: May 22

The battle of life,

I commit my hands to

the fight.

I'm in the dark

so i reposition myself

to let in the light.

Your promise is to

sustain me,

A promise that won't

budge; like water

in a bottle sealed

tight. The voice in

my head says to

give up...I'm not

the type.

I may be in a deep pit

but one day I'll rise

as high as a kite.


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