Reborn and shivering
Spat out on new terrain
Unsure unconvincing
This faint and shaky hour
Gun shy and quivering
Timid without a hand
Feign brave with steel intent
little and hardly here
Eyes wet toward
Wide open frayed
If God's taking bets
I pray He wants to lose
Day one day one start over again
Step one step one
I'm barely making sense just yet
I'm faking it til I'm pseudo making it
From scratch begin again
but this time I as I
And not as we
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