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Jan 8
Like a never-ending plight, it seems,
A tempestuous fight, in endless dreams.
In the howl, in the echo's call,
In the night, where the stars enthrall.
The fight within, the rise after the fall,
Like a phoenix, destined to stand tall.
Never give up hope.
Timothy Charles Carter
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