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Mar 2019
A damaged soul
needs time to heal and get up.
But it is often mistaken for a slain soldier
that lies in the gory battlefield
and trampled upon.

It's defeated, but it doesn't die
It remembers every feet that trod on it
But finds power in the struggle to overcome
the pain of being mistaken - deep withinΒ Β 
It fights another battle which it can't fail to win.
Written by
noren tirtho  49/M
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