Lesson|Short Poem

He wished for me to lose the fight

He wished it for me in spite of what I was fighting for

And I hated him for that

Until I learned

Winning wasn’t a lesson to learn

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Poet, making sense of war, humanity, love and greed. Trying to find the magic in ordinary things. I am Zee View all posts by strangerpaths

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