Darkness attempts to blanket my being.
Yet optimism sheds a radiance quite freeing.
Finding beauty and worth in the chains of ill fate.
Struggle bleeds strength so I float in a smooth state.
Purpose tugging on me requesting that I show.
Trying to do the math but some sums come slow.
So I wade through the waters of my murky reach.
Searching for a bond reflecting a tropical beach.
Most treasures seem out of reach, so we seek.
A quest of friendship, layers of joy what a relief.
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