Valleys
Cold and alone
In a valley dark and deep
Not a soul in sight
Inside I weep
Strength to portray
Expectations to live up to
Masks to show
There's my cue
Searching but never finding
By fantasies led astray
Constantly hoping beyond hope
That there will be a day
Pounding the ground
To no avail
Raw hands and heart
Hope gone stale
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