On everything that I own,
I imagine that they will be easier to deal with,
With atrophy in my bones.
Like a baby learning to crawl,
Falling off the bed and breaking his leg,
All the hard work has come to nothing at all,
And has become a heartbreaking tragedy.
But if it does, then all is for nothing,
For effort is the only thing I have.
So starting now, no matter what the circumstances,
I will do what I can.
And it's alright,
This has all happened in the past,
And I will get through, and just maybe this time,
The success will, for a long time, last.
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