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Keep Fighting

When all the last echoes of the day
Finish reverberating
And the silence floods in
And then the ringing
Followed by the door being kicked in
And my heart flooding with emotion
And my eyes, just... Flooding
I don't know how much weight I've been carrying
But I'm exhausted
It feels like my body wants to give up
But these puppet strings keep me from resting
I want to lay down
I want to cry
But I also want to find the strength
To get back up
And keep fighting.

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