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Mud Grips

This road has been used before

Many times by many others

Left broken and muddied

The rain poured down, removing

Cleansing my stained soul 

From the shameful soil

Stranded, no longer wet 

Dried out and used up

The terrain, now rutted and cratered

Treacherous passes

Since the dust cleared

I will not be deserted again

Mud grips now guard my heart
Written by andjennyran
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