Resilience
In the stormy sea, barely alive
I manage to stay afloat
Sometimes going under, sometimes catching sight of land
Yes, stormy seas make strong sailors,
or, drown sailors
I make it to shore, bruised and battered,
and crawl my way out
I sit here and watch the sun rise
I begin to feel the warmth from the rays
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