Navigating this plane of existence
With a broken compass that only points west
The way forward blocked by fog of war.
Ascend past struggle, ascend past the lack
The lack of compassion, of real raw eye to eye.
Every day loss of motivation, every step a step back...
How can we forge ahead?
Figureheads locked in a daily battle
Wandering without aim, trying to find home.
Can we have a shred of proof
That our methods aren't madness?
When does it end for a life to begin?
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