Tumbleweed
I was drifting through life resembling a tumbleweed,
Encountering life's challenges at each unseen bend.
Just tumbling along paying things little heed
Propulsion provided by each day's prevailing wind.
My vision was clouded and I had a misplaced trust
My thoughts became consumed by things past tense.
My armor, never shiny, was now devoured by rust
Cancer was my stopper, not some barbwire fence.
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