You Can Get There On Broken Pieces
Prose about succeeding against all obstacles
No hope, no thoughts of a better tomorrow,
where dreams take flight,
A journey wrought with darkest night,
I set my sights on distant goals,
Against all odds, my heart unfolds.
Obstacles like towering peaks,
Tears stream down my face,
Seem to mock with voices bleak,But I, undaunted, onward press,
Determined heart, I won’t regres…
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