Struggles they come.
Smiles fade, replaced by a furrowed brow.

Instead of celebrating victory,
It’s like a self-repeating history.

Fighting against principalities,
Stealing all originality.

Breathe strong, release patience.
Swim the water amid the crustaceans.

Time and again you can do what you want,
Are you willing to do if for naught?


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