I melt,
I melt as an ice cube
That dared to freeze.
I knelt,
I knelt on the rocky ground
As an elder on his knees.
I begged to clutch a fist
Of Pure happiness.
I ran to pursue a dream!
A dream of wealth and loveliness.
yet, I melt,
My knees in pain
Fail to clutch & ran too slow.
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