Mirrors of rejection flow like a fast flowing river,
throwing life at the feet of fate, no longer able to
continue this life the way it has become.
Stranded in a harried atmosphere of abuse and threats,
reaching out, but no one's there, head hung low, falter-
ing step, not knowing where to go for everything seems
to be lost forever.
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