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The War With Myself
Streaming vaporous amusement
Flows through the sky
As I start to wade into battlement
Hoping I don't die
War is running a mock through
The muscle coming up my leg
Turmoil stops me from going to
The den of the enemy brig
Courage fights the fear
Of being taken over by ice
Territory of enemies shear
Pricks of cold bravery the price
Overtaken with being scared
I go back to the hypocrite space
But with a smile to be shared
I've beaten my record on pace
Shivering but rallied up
Not trudging but announcing
That I drank most the filled cup
Destination reached by living
