Poem.

There’s this place back home,

It’s the only I know,

Where I feel safe all the time,

But I can’t go back,

It’ll set me back and I’ll only waste my life,

I gotta keep moving, pushing forward,

It’s the only way I’ll survive,

And the days will pass us, time will fly,

Many of us will barely get by,

Cause it’s getting harder everyday,

But I wouldn’t have it any other way,

Because it makes the moments that we once feared,

Become the ones we hold so dear,

And that’s the way life will be,

Full of joy, and misery,

It’s up to us to make it right,

Noone said it’s not a hell of a fight,

Take a chance so that one day,

All of us will be able to say,

That I wouldn’t change those days.

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