It is difficult to pull away from fear
When it thrives all around
In the rustling trees

It is difficult in the aftermath of hope
In the steepest decline
From the crumbling hills of promise

When your world is awash
Somewhere in the anguish
Desperately, thrashing and clamoring for life

But in truth it’s nothing more
Than a slump in the road
To be swiftly overcome

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