I'm getting closer
To finding out how distant
I am from where I should be now.
I'm getting further
From the felling I have made it
That there is nothing more for me to do.
Now I need this hard uneasy feeling
To make me struggle on
There's no time to stin around
On my little plot of chosen ground
So keep me moving further on.
I had been silent for too long
But all the fighting carried on
in now I have the anger
Hunger to go on.
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