Been walking for miles now
Heading to a destination only
time will tell
The sun is unbearable
My clothes are all covered in
sweat
I can’t seem to find a place to
quench my thirst
I’m getting tired and weak
Will I make it home safe?
Will I achieve my goal?
Grandma told me challenges are
distractions
My instincts make me believe I’m
a warrior
An avant garde of my people
Behold I return home with the
head of the dragon
My hands covered with blood
Mission accomplished, what else
should I ask for
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