We all have our
bears to cross
To make mad
To thwart
In their
relentless
Pursuit of our
happiness
Their growling
And posturing
Are nothing
Compared with
Our own steely
claws
Our wits
Our thick skins
The fur of our
contemplation
Nice! and true enough!
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