Tug-of-War
V Doubt
O Fills every corner of my mind
I Whispers
I Dark words of unending peril. Failure
I Hope
I Is a dim light, just out of reach
I Dreams
I Prayers sure to go unanswered
I
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I Dreams
I Planted in my cognizance for a purpose
I Hope
I Is stretching to meet my fingers
I Whispers
I Jubilant songs of triumph
O Doubt
Λ Ebbs to the corner of my mind
The tug-of-war is merciless
Yet
I shall never let go
Of the rope
I will pull
Until
There is nothing left to pull
But
Never will I let go
Of the rope
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