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Sep 2014
I walk a winding, ruined path.

Little keeps me going, yet it is so great,
only one thing that makes me continue.
Valiant foes still try to sway me,
even though they'll never win.

My heart extends to those who can't see,
yearning to show them what makes me smile.

Great and powerful.
Old and wise.
Dead, then brought back to life.
Hah. Tricky tricky, Mitchie.

Alternate title: Uoy Dog Ssleb
Mitchie
Written by
Mitchie  Michigan
(Michigan)   
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