Cold,
darkness,
mountains, interlocked with gullies,
dense forest, laced with thorns
lie ahead.
The past is gone,
and a watershed.
Its reliving
avails nothing
but, stagnation
and negativism.
Yet, I'd rather brace up
and trudge on
to possess the honour and glory
that lie beyond the gloom,
ahead.
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