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A short piece but overcoming what is within.
The wind did blow on that cold winter's day,
And it was at that moment I began to pray.
Not to a god, an icon, or a saint,
But to my mind, although its thoughts seemed faint.
It felt deeply hurt by what the world had done,
For I knew it had stolen all that was fun.
On this day, that is 15th July,
I am reminded of it, and I do cry.
It has happened again, and that feeling returned.
I would like to think though, that now I have learned.
To deal with this demon that overtakes,
It will fall! - For goodness' sakes.
I will beat that which lay within,
And I will mend my shell, and it will be a pressure tight tin.
Strong outer crust, with a complex centre.
That is me, from when I was in the placenta.
To this day I remain the same,
And I will be strong and I will never put others to blame.
I know better than to play silly games,
When only lies motivate those silly claims.
After all this, my story will end,
I will be content, and merely hope not to offend.
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