The Substance of Strength.

Do we not look at our darkest days
And say,
I have overcame them,

Is it not amazing
That in this maze,
We are not naked,

There is a substance,
That is swimming,
I’ll say that it is strength,

We are reluctant,
While it is willing,
It is the paint to a canvas blank,

It is the sound that,
Does inspire,
The drum that sets the score,

It is all that we desire
Just when we think
We can do no more.

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