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No one can see my struggle
It would be too much trouble
For others to see my struggle

To walk alone, with no one in the huddle
Then all of a sudden
Want people to see my struggle

In the rubble
Of life, the eternal struggle
Daily, solving this puzzle

To be alone, to feel alone, it is a struggle
To follow, those who before, have also struggled
It is an honor, to see it like that, truly, a struggle

Go now, to Your own struggle
I hope You fathom
How much we all struggle

Ian Altosaar

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