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The Arsenal of Life

Each challenge becomes a quiet tool I carry

And in this living toolkit of life, my strength slowly takes shape

Like the hammer that gives confidence

Twisting like a screwdriver through every layer of resistance

 

Like the pliers that hold strong under pressure

I carry my toolkit like a quiet warrior

Like a wrench, I learn how to adjust

For every tool that is built by use and trust

 

A mindset like sandpaper grows smoother but not weaker

But even with tools worn by the year

With each strike guided by lessons and not just force

Every dream needs a voice, a source

 

With nails, I turned blueprints into belief

Never let fear become a thief

A flashlight that lights paths I'd never take

A little gallantry needs light to uptake

 

And some tools shine from use

While others wait for their muse

In this toolkit of life, not every tool takes the plight

We have to realize when we must use the right

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