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Adversity
I feel so tired, so wasted, so tough;
But what I’m doing is good for me, although it can be rough.
Its times like these when morale collapses,
And emotion flows out from tucked away stashes.
I feel so beaten, so lonesome, so loved;
My soul is near complete, but I am missing one dove.
For a volley of birds is what keeps me on high,
And with missing just one, I will sink from the sky.
To pull myself back up to the clouds however,
I must give up more energy, and expel more than ever.
For with great courage comes great reward,
Now I shall rise from my knee and look up to the lord.
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