The woods scare
The darkness sneers
I have to go through anyway.
The winds pierce
The cold bites
With no respite
I have to march ahead anyway.
I have done this
A hundred times before.
I will have to do this
Many times more.
But tonight my dear,
I’m drained,
I'm scared.
I'm lost.
I’m bared.
Please hug me tonight
Please hold me in your arms lovingly
All through the night.
Tomorrow I'll be stronger
And I promise …
I'll resume the fight.
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