Often I pretend
To put up a fight
With my future
Like a shadow
It teases me
By remaining elusive
Nevertheless, just yesterday
When I cared to spare a moment
In front of our humble mirror
I saw my jaded face
Trying to jerk up a smile
But in vein
Like a soldier
Half slain
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