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Rocky Road

The dry wind cracks against me Pins and needles running through my blood I choke and pull myself up, again Again and again and again As thoughts swirl through my head In a mire of metal and asphalt Breaking angel wings This fall has cost me so much Along with the ones I love Big eyes glued inward Trying SO HARD to turn around As the wheels of my Honda Spin in the mud And still I get up and dress myself To the nines And bluster into the wind Umbrellas floating in the breeze And I keep walking I must keep walking

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Date: 10/14/2022 7:40:00 AM
It’s important to continue your journey, metaphoric or not. Perhaps there’s a sense of need and urgency in your write. Good lines, Jeremy.
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