There emerges so much more

On the outside,

Once the grave of the hopeless

Is shut hard in the harness

There can never be an 


Until the feeble is given a chance

To enthrall you deep and lower

Waging for your worth 

Is utter trash

For living in your own skin

Can hold you, your sash-


-and souls that cannot 

Reach you out there

Make not a change

For such, don’t deserve a care

Existing teaches 

Living strengthens

Shatters, unearth. 








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