Lady Off Track

Yet...
Yet there is hope to break this dread,
For courage lies in what lies ahead;
A force of will, a spirit strong,
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O'er the gloaming morn, hues of sapphire and rust,
The shadows of thought, clouding my trust.
My vision blurs, terrene bliss forlorn,
My sight obscured, in a blindness of mind forlorn.
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'T'is a dolorous plight to cower in fear,
A phobic state that doth bring naught but tears;
For 'tis a malevolent malady,
A cruel malaise that doth run too deep.
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O'er lit'racy's broad vista
Verbose lexicon runs deep
Vocab'lary's highest peak
Ascend'll to words steep
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Veracious merriment,
Inherent in our camaraderie, o
Uniting us in a bond that's sacred,
Enriching our existence,
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A potent potion of potential,
A future of potentiality,
The potency of preponderance
To penury of poverty.
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The clouds don't look real, I thought with a sigh,
As I gazed up at the painted sky.
The colors were vibrant, the shapes were so strange,
It felt like a dream, an otherworldly range.
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Tis a malady most dire,
That strikes with no respite,
An insidious affliction,
That quells with darkest blight.
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The moon did rise,
and stars did show,
A dream, I thought, was meant to go,
The air was still,
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Aye, tribulations oft' refine,
Naught perfection sans its trials t' define,
E'en as life's perils oft' conspire,
Each step 'pon our path we aspire,
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Yon wight doth wander anon,
Thither and hither in search of a place,
Wherefore to rest his weary bones;
To find a home with a gentle embrace.
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Can a fish breathe air?
Or a bird swim with ease?
These questions may seem unfair,
For they each have unique expertise.
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Lines on my hand, foretold my fate
A child of seven, to meet the end at eight
I searched for a palm reader to contradict the prediction
Lost in the crowd, with no contradiction
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In shadows of longing, my heart does pine,
For a soul I lost, though never was mine.
His laughter danced like stars in the night,
But fate's cruel hand kept us out of sight.
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The circus lion, hungry and weak
Relies on his master for meat to eat
But the king of the jungle, fierce and bold
Hunts for his meal with talents untold.
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If mothers received wages for all that they do
Cooking, cleaning, chauffeuring kids here and too
Nurturing, teaching, playing each day
No sum could amount all their care they convey
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Hungry cow, seeking food one day,
Spotted a polythene in her way.
It held scraps we tossed aside,
Food for her, but hard to abide.
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Limitations, oh how they seem
Like shackles that hold our dreams
But look closer, and you'll see
Their source is not external, but within thee
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