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Poem: Struggle

 


         Struggle

            I see you lying on the ground,
            Your face in dirt and blood and tears;
            Fighting me off you bite my hand,
            I cannot get a grip;
            You kick me back but still I try,
            We’ve fought like this for years;
            You can’t see much with dirt in your eyes,
            I only wanted to help you up.












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