No magic ball,
yet the future
is crystal clear -
If I fail this mission,
I lose all I love -
All,
that I've been fighting for
Regardless of effort,
I will be cast into darkness
never to return
The pressure is insurmountable
and counter-intuitive
as I will not fail -
I will fight harder than ever before
To make the glass shine,
will take sweat and toil
just like our garden,
where our two hands meet,
to pull the weeds
from the soil
But if I should fail (again)
and your hands
cannot join mine -
then leave me there
on the garden bed -
turn the soil,
and bury me
forever more
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