Take Only What You Can Carry
Ghosts of the past
Presently predicting the future
Wounds left untreated
Waiting on a suture
Affected by the infected
Waiting for Resurrection
Walking an exhausted path
Begging for reinvention
The wind at your back
No pack to cover it up
Wounds from whips
Screaming "enough's enough"
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