harsh winds and violent squalls would do nothing to break my claim
through narrow findings and wide escapes
i snap the branches that interrupt your path
storms that brought carnage long before your life touched mine
wreak little havoc on the bones i stand on now
and while my stance is strong
prepared for the worst of what i have not seen
my purpose
like dry dust settling after heavy rain fall
is nowhere to be found
breakage of stamina in many new realms
defeats the sturdiness that brought me here
and you
the one i have carefully watched
through unknown but warranted ways
i've lost.
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