we wake up
rise from
our positions
of defeat &
we proclaim
incessantly
i shall soon
forget this
it was not me
i am not a loser
you move forward
get a mask for a while
wear it
assume another feat
you invite yourself
here's another feast
for new challenges
and muster what changes
are there what
is new and tougher.
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