Limp with courage

A clean slate
Is not a garment
That every soul
Clads.
Silhouette stains
Are not the Genesis
Of your impending
Doom

Straight or spirals
Let your stare
Not lose focus
Living is trial
Amidst the ruins
Limp with courage
Until you run again.

Have a great day people

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