One of the beastsOf my existenceHas been cowardiceA diseaseI consider it as suchThough it can be curedBut the procedureCan be too muchFor the man inflictedAnd the necessaryMoves to makeTo rise atopHigher than you have ever stoodAnd the changesNeeded being madeThe mirror can appearAs a shallow graveBut burying yourself into itMay be the only wayAnd face…

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