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The battle inside


I know there is no way for me to win.

If I were to pretend like I don’t care

Would that make the anger I feel be fair?  

And every day I have to hold it in,

Because I’m made of a different skin. 5

There is this hole inside me that is bare,

And most of the time I don’t know it’s there.

You would never know how my life has been.

But somehow I know one day I’ll prevail.

Because now I have to fight back and soar. 10

To be able to fly beyond the veil,

Recognize first that I have to implore.

I cannot know what this journey entails,

All I know now is what I must strive for. 

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