Inspiration From Desperation
When the cards are forced to fold
When the last straws break
How will your story be told
What would it take?
For you to rise above the task
And even through their spite
Could you learn to bask
In a new type of light?
Leave the negative behind
And make your name mean something
Because time cannot rewind
And running gets you nothing.
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