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Independence Day

I’ve chosen the ol’ independence road,

with just my own feet to guide me.

I’ve left a mess behind me,

the kind of mess you can’t just clean up.

And my feet can’t carry me up this rocky climb without falling down,

it doesn’t help that I don’t know where I’m going.

I keep making the wrong decision, choosing the wrong paths,

and my legs have given out under the pressure.

So I shall make my own way,

and bleach out all these stains.

This poem has no flow,

because well, neither do I.

But I will learn to walk again.

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