by stewart

Daily I wrestle with my foe;

He is a relentless adversary.

Lately he usually wins;

I am exhausted from this struggle.


Some days, it is impossible to get away.

Seemingly he is always with me;

Pressing me to resist the Higher Call.


On those rare days, when I am victorious,

He serves as friction, pushing me forward;

Finally, conquering these self-imposed road blocks.




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