"We can't go over it.
We can't go under it.
Oh no!
We've got to go through it!"
Always wanted a way through
But not like this I know
If I could skip it all I surely would
It's looking mighty frightening
They call them trials for a reason
Get back up from the ground
Shaking again from the mind
Digging deeper to the past
To try and enjoy the present.
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Author:
NinjaGirl (
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- Comment from author about the poem: There is no shortcut.
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Comments2
Brilliant poem, and, ain't that the truth! 💯 👏🌹
thanks!
You’re welcome! ☺️
If you're not dead rage against the dying light. The strength of the mind overcomes the weakness of the flesh. A poem that speaks with power.
thank you so much!
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