Shifting like sand,
The wind carries the grain.
Slipping on mud and ice,
After the winter rain,
Cold blisters scrape at my heels.
And though the frozen air bites my flesh
And the sun scorches my skin,
I will not let it win
For my strength resides within.
I will embrace sudden changes.
For the perception of my foundation, does not face deception,
From the sudden suspension of its completion.
I am expanding my mind.
So that I may see with many eyes,
Beautiful things that reach beyond the skies.
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