Full of Mud, my road ahead unclear
I struggle to see my feet
Trudging as if not getting anywhere.
Stomping in and out of truth
My vision is impaired.
Is there a light at the end?
A light to guide my mind
to a bend I do not see.
The Mud will suck me in
before I have the chance
to really see
all of life's changes
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