a little red ant walks up the hill
a noble task he thinks and feels
getting tired but on he trods
wishing he had encouraging nods
... ... ...
the rain came down and washed him out
the little red ant continues him to go up
i tried to write a poem, but guess i'm not that talented. trying to personify myself as a little red ant climbing a hill is indeed an uphill task. maybe i should just speak plainly.
do you ever feel beaten down?
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an act of speaking one's thoughts aloud when by oneself or regardless of any hearers
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