An Ode For Lamentation Comments

An ode for Lamentation
Everyday, I walk on tough terrain; there is not a second in which I don't come close to falling. I stumble with the reality of me socking in my own sorrows; the rains for which most have come to term as tears.
Don't you dare judge me!
I need that, in order to keep moving despite the rumblings in my stomach. This life is an uphill battle and everyday I see myself backsliding; these hurdles have never been kind to me. Everyday I make silent wishes to the birds gliding above me; the sky seems miles away, it is such a fallacy to dare say it is the limit; for I have difficulties even reaching my own prime.
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