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Good Fight
I crawled when I was a child
I marveled at the whole wild
That's why when I caught a
falling tear
I knew that one by one we
get by year
So sending you away in the cold
We braved and stayed until we're old
When just in time we stepped alight
The sound it dropped impacts all right
Nevertheless lured by the sight
Its brooding consequence is recondite
Loved, endeared, desensitized
Because one enemy to belong
Beloved, endured, disguised
An anomie yearlong!
