Believe

There is no need to believe
Knowing how it’s supposed to be
It has never been easy, never will
Words written in abandon, let them roar

We have never understood what they say
We are the few that the few may remember
A thunder roar in the frailty we are
If we were toid do it again, would it be the same?

No one ever told us it would be easy
I can never extinguish the living in me
The walls fell long ago with nothing left to hide
No longer fighting, just rolling in on the tide

Stoic Poetry

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