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Feb 2014
When it all seems too much
it's all we can do to keep going
still waking to repeat the same ol' same

When the finish line seems too far to see
& the light at the end of the tunnel seems dim

Nothing excites, knees give way
under the heavy loads we bear

Steady as we go in a forward motion
backing a slowly dying progression
we continue the only way we know how
with endurance
Renae
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