The Medal
The Medal
The Medal that dangles on the nail pressed into my wood desk
The Medal that that clangs at the bumping of the surface
The Medal that hangs attached to the end of a yellow white and brown streaked cloth
The Medal that encompasses daily strenuous work within its bronze colored casing
The Medal that shows the burning sensation of each stride
The Medal that holds countless collisions of feet against pavement, day after day
The Medal that gives the lasting soreness into daily life meaning
The Medal that makes it all worth it
The Medal that takes sunlight, bouncing it into aspiration in my eyes
The Medal that aids in enveloping sweat, soreness, burn and will into another medal
Pressed into my wood desk
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