Poem # 23- Road

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A road— a hectic yet significant road,
It's sometimes dandy yet sometimes cold
Enormous yet coherent gaps were placed on this path,
For it's really hard to cross if you're feeble and sad.

Us shelled little gusts cross this heavily built way
We still keep plodding every night and day,
Conquering all the veiled blacks with little to no things to say
Others can be brave, yet some may fail.

The gaps on this crazy clearing—
We sometimes jump; we sometimes plunge down
We sometimes fall off and land pretty hard with a mark,
But we'll climb up while ignoring the road's cruel bark.

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