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In the forest of failure, I burned a bush

and it spoke to me with ardent words:
"Move forward with grace, but don't ever forget
the abuses that broke your cords:
We are here with a purpose; yours is to see
the hidden agendas that wipe out hope
in those unaware of the tragic scope
of inherited weakness and misery:
You must seek out those landslides with your finger
and point them out, projected towards the sea
where deep salt water burns but wounds don't linger;
your mission in life is to help them get free.
You didn't fail this time; you just saw how hard
even good ones can fall when they fear accord.
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