Quitting
The confidence is choice my soul the scene
like rivers winding backwards be mundane!
Opposing is my forethought my exclaim
that holy art of trial, pray to redeem!
Oppose me not, Oh God, in this remain
nor edge out indiscretion, thought were vain,
that character did choose to grant my wane
a walking pattern master filed my name!
It were my heart, as effort's yet proclaim
but true within in goodness and explain,
wearied Faith, my solitude doth aim
to ply my course, resumption gears disdain!
To trial by error, hearty towards contain
opposing gathers courage, while quitting . . . stays the same!
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