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Where Does It Come From

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If Foresight or Hindsight

were daily companions

Bravery and Hope would never be mine.

Yet here I stand

While bold men have fallen

with buckled knees of

weights too dear to bear.

I raise my palms to heaven

for the thanks of my narrow vision

for this alone I dedicate

my bedfellow named

Bravery

As the winds of time

continue to howl

dust storms deep

into my hope-filled pores.

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