I fall
only I fail
my wall of faith
slowly fade
See souls
roll their
recitals
trying out
counseling
Helping to hold
on to Golden Gate
of GOD
the supreme
Yet
I lose
I come last
Only later
to realize
I revive
only I guide
my soul
only I defeat
those fears
forest in mild
ways to erase
a line
and make new
called Fight
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