My Survival
Footprints in the snow,
Heading from where I went.
Just a backpack on my shoulder,
And a few tears left.
No thought to the future,
No memories of the past,
Just me, myself, and I
On a journey to find who I am.
Hopes, fears, and dreams collide
As my new beginning arrives.
Wind blows and off I go,
Just another day to survive.
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