There is joy in making
a second mile.
In which sacrifice bears
another smile.
I've been searching for the light.
So I must stay quiet for the night.
I am prepared for the battle.
I'm happy, but I'm scared.
I said yes to defeats.
It made me complete.
I risk walking for a mile.
I keep going even if
it takes for a while.
I am fragile.
I am weak.
I love,
I sacrifice.
But I survive.
I am a warrior.
I give.
I serve.
I enjoy life
and
celebrate it!

-krd, the warrior in me

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