convince
When you are cold
and hungry, and scared and tired
your muscles are replaced with steel,
and your river blue veins with wire
You keep your shreds of dignity close
while fighting the walk on
leaving behind only footprints
as you head beyond
You think you can't go on
but, darling, physically you can...
one step more, leaving all behind
... it's your mind you must convince
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