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Eyes barely open,
I crawl to this bed,
My body’s broken,
My spirit’s nearly dead.
Eyes close, sleep drown,
The soul rests his head,
On a strange pillow,
In a strange bed
Still have to travel,
A 1000 miles each,
Won’t sleep for hours,
Won’t rest till I reach.
Perseverance is key,
If I choose my destiny,
But if I surrender,
Endless roads await me.