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So many unanswered questions buried deep within They've been locked away to camouflage an unsavoury past The realisation of it all is a living nightmare The agony it brings unreal Why should anyone bear so much anguish When will this grind to a halt We all need a peace of mind Or else we'll just fall into pieces Why sit when you can stand Here is resolute compulsion for it A call to action My resolve is to trod on Never to falter Push on till the finish line No guts no glory
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Jan 13, 2016
Jan 13, 2016 at 4:58 AM UTC
The resolve
So many unanswered questions buried deep within They've been locked away to camouflage an unsavoury past The realisation of it all is a living nightmare The agony it brings unreal Why should anyone bear so much anguish When will this grind to a halt We all need a peace of mind Or else we'll just fall into pieces Why sit when you can stand Here is resolute compulsion for it A call to action My resolve is to trod on Never to falter Push on till the finish line No guts no glory
Pulling away from uncomfortable situation. Keeping the eye focusedon the goal. The tunnel faintly illuminated thus struggling to make your way out. With every step you move into new territory one that brings about hope and glory. Inspired by Road to Selma 'glory'
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Australia
Jan 13, 2016
Jan 13, 2016 at 4:58 AM UTC
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