Poem: Warrior
Life is hard when you look back at it
And don’t know how to look forward to it
When the present isn’t where you want it to be.
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Life is going to throw itself at you
Give you balls you might be able to dodge
Waves you might be able to break.
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What matters is you keep moving forward
Keep your head held high
Even when it weighs itself
On your fragile shoulders.
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Life is called life for a reason.
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You meet the good with the bad
The raw with the empty
The light with the dark.
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The dichotomy of the ebb and flow of life
Will continue to meet you
Push you.
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And make you a warrior.
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    Last reviewed: 14 Jun 2013
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