In my life, I speak of what’s unfolding,
The weight of troubles, ever holding.
Should I move forward at this pace,
While shadows linger in my space?

Did I face struggles, or was it a dream?
Choices await at the end of the stream.
Life’s path, uncertain, twists and bends,
No wisdom needed as the journey descends.

It all began to fall apart at five,
A fragile start, yet here I strive.
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