Some Days, It Wears

Some days, it wears

the soul to bits;

The strife and fears

That never quit.

To see the wars

Beyond our doors

Tempts us sore

To hide, ignore.

If we must rest,

Let it be so.

But it is best

We not let go.

For all the dark

We have to see,

We are the spark

Of what may be.

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