Had she known the struggle before her. Had she known the grit and coal upon her path.
She wouldn't have changed the route. For the tears were well earned. Even with fear and the imminent possibility of failure.
For the notion of sun on her face. Hands in the dirt. And a gentle pace of movement, was too irresistible.
- Alexis Sykes
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