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Tenacious


Tenacious, my path and calling

Through this treasured life

My trials are mildly appalling

Defined by this strife

 

Now, my tale is not heroic

Or the best around

Nor can it be called historic

By those in the ground

 

For it depicts my solid will

That withstands all scenes

Whether the sun or a vile chill

No matter the means

 

To further this journey alone

Boosted by many

Their guidance has finally shown

I am worth plenty

 

Because the battle never ends

Only if you yield

For within, all your strength transcends

And triumph revealed

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