Limping
I am strong
I am crippled
I am light
I am darkness
I see no one but me who limps on both legs
In this world that’s fast and aimless
And on this path that ends in endless
Though I enter with my eyes closed, I have no doubts--
I will see out
I will see past
There is a force which keeps me grounded and makes me stay
But only for today, I’ll give myself the leisure run away
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