Conviction lost,
things waver.
Lesser fruits
and time to savor.
A goal is set,
something to focus on.
The sun is rising,
with a whole new dawn.
Last piece of doubt
is slowly shredded,
a stupid little light bulb
slowly radiated.
Chalking a plan I may stumble on a thing or two,
To pick me when i fall, I know I will have you.
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