A feeling The weight of pain That piecing flame Searing ones spine An old friend Visiting once more Summoned by folly To teach once more Wallowing Torn by being driven Injured with a want Laying broken on the floor It is imperative Regardless of damage To stay afloat Stoking the coals yourself Let not fear Deter the journey Threat and danger Will find their way Rest a moment Staring from the cave Hobbling in the dark For this is temporary Gaze upon earth Trees battered by storms Rocks cut by streams Water frozen solid Ruin is the gateway The path of strength Weather it And be renewed
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