Respect
The world is a cruel place,
That needs much respect,
As bad things can happen,
When you would least expect,
It comes as a shock,
Like a bolt out the blue,
Your life spirals down,
And what's left is on you,
To pick up the pieces,
And somehow connect,
The pieces together,
Your new self respect.
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