In shadows cast by woes we hide, we flee,

A race from problems, worries in our wake,

But truth’s pursuit, relentless destiny,

Like echoes in the night, does not forsake.

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We bolt from troubles, seeking sweet escape,

Yet burdens trail like gloom in the dawn,

They cling, they follow, like a cruel shape,

Invisible, but ever sure and drawn.

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The road ahead, though winding, dark, and steep,

Will find us face to face with what we’ve shunned,

For running from our trials, though we weep,

In courage found, the battles are all won.