How to stay alive on this journey,
Where every step feels like agony?
Carefree, how can I be,
When each movement invites scrutiny?
Lost in the crowd, yet finding my way,
Uncovering the self I battle each day.
Like a creature crawling through the storm,
Stillness eludes me; it’s how I was born.
Let me push forward through every frame,
Seeking the rest and peace to reclaim.
Sleeping forever, no need for more dreams,
The fight ends when life flows in quiet streams.
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