by firebirdrunning | 5:55 pm

Shall I go into the cold,

 

And find my heart in a place untold.

 

My feet follow a path I set

 

As if by movement my fate is met.

 

Today I am dealing with the cost

 

To wake a motivation lost.

 

A simple choice, a habit, and then

 

I find the strength to rise again.

 

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