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Am no longer hollow Look through my mind, silently listen to my thoughts Do they still whisper pessimism? Knock at my grit, does it resound with resilience Do you feel ambers of penultimate ambience? If you see shallow graves of past mob injustices Furrows of harrowing experience and unpleasant apprentice Let it ring that am collected and mended, primed for what lies ahead Am fast filling up eroded self and taming every drop Just to ensure I don’t run dry and thirst after turning a blind eye I’m not cracking down and shrinking lifelessly, Neither am I experiencing the former, sticking to the shell of bygones Am on heels to the latter, in hot pursuit of the future envisioned As I chase the status quo, I know I’ve odds to defy, emblazons to relive Shun history, maybe rewrite it, and totally purge tinted self Bruised and mired, just panting and longing for cistern site For all my life I’ve tasted no cosset, storms being my chum Every day launching fresh brand of gull And my feeble feet journeys on regardless As joints grumble at every inch made Every mileage made spurring fresh emotions To just keep going Keep going!
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