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Piece of cake... heading out.
#WritcoPoemPrompt8
Every soul that passes the gate,
Has passed a test of fate,
Trudging along on tired feet,
Almost there, refusing to be beat...
Almost...almost there.
Justification is my external care.
My external name.
Free to stare.
Light's is downstairs.
At least connection is very good.
And about wood?
Against all...