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STRUGGLE

The heart’s winter,

the soul’s drought,

the mind’s ice

hardening out,

the deep clutch

of circumstance,

the numbed spirit

in a trance…

Oh break! Oh break

fire in the east,

that we may rise,

that we may wake.

j.t.c.