Forge Ahead
The road lies barren,
I alone travel.
The sky cracks and moans,
The trees stubbornly resist the wind,
I forge ahead
Another flash,
This one had hit it's mark.
Trees burst,
The storm rages,
The sky rumbled it's victory,
I forge ahead.
Darkness closes in,
Lightning screams across the sky,
Rain pelts the ground,
I must go on,
I must try,
I forge ahead.
Frozen and alone,
The trees stubbornly refusing to move,
I forge ahead
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