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Looking Back

Looking back, it seems
Dreams remained dreams

Reality is extremely harsh
Hot desert or wet marsh

No middle comfortable way
Not even for a single day

Hardship has been a way of life
Always on the edge of the knife

Struggle all day and night
Peace always a distant light

There is only one solace
A healthy body with God's grace

To fight the daily battles
Hassles, haggles and struggles

Frustration sets in at this thought
Whether all I've done is a big naught

So, never look back, look ahead
Why unnecessarily spoil the head


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