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I scull these endless miles, no sleep

To hide the pain that’s hidden deep

With every breath inhaled, I ache

And wonder how much more I’ll take

Before, at last, my final bow

Will release my soul, which cries, but now

I will forge my way, to alleviate this mood

Lest I spend my life, in a constant brood

For this pain doesn’t have control over me

I am the victor, I will set myself free

Row across the river, with courage and fortitude

Where adversity will never, again, intrude


June Writing Prompt – A river of fortitude – Day 26/30

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