Human written on 8/11/2025 for Broken But Bold Enough To Bounce Back Poetry Contest sponsored by Anoucheka Gangabissoon
Times when I've run out of rope, out of second chances, out of hope, and I don't know what to do - I'm all alone and lost. I've been too harshly tossed. I'm drowning in a river, uncrossed. From Heaven, I hear you. Times in my life, I've been laid low, and hope is buried beneath snow - I can't see my way through. Cold doom awaits, anon. How do I soldier on? Memories of father gone - I hear a voice that's true.
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