Desperation

Desperation feels so cold.

I am not bold

Enough to challenge,

I just pick up debts,

No regrets.

My soul not crushed,

Do I rush towards

The exit?

But my range

Is short;

On the fringes

Of reality

The totality

Can’t be pushed,

Just moved gently forward.

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