Firm In Pain

my life found in pain ransomed for a pen but never eager in pain.
Always grateful when in pain,
never will I pain.
Because I am grateful for my stance.
Am going where I know but I know not  where I go for my life won't be in chance pummeled in my face but that was only because of chance.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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