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The Battle six months old A never-ending struggle that I�m barely winning. I continue to fight, The Cause Has been proven right. I fight for my life, my only Possession at stake. I am tired. Oh, how I ache. Just one day of peace, just A moment of rest. All my energies devoted To this one thing; My hold on Victory is slipping. I cannot allow The Cause To fall. I cannot permit Victory to fall from my grasp. Dear Ones know of my struggle; They are on my side, Though I fight alone. Endless analysis finds The same solution. Dear Ones Rally and cheer, telling of the Obvious. I lean toward The Cause Now, preserving the time to come. |
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