I sit here, staring at the page,
Hands cold, breath shallow, mind in a cage.
The clock ticks louder than my thoughts,
Each second stolen, each answer lost.
But I won’t give up, I won’t give in,
This battle is hard, but I’ll still begin.
I’ve come too far to let fear decide,
I’ll rise, I’ll push, I’ll stand with pride.
They say,...
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