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It’s a test of my will
A test of my strength
My determination to see it through
Despite the cost
It’s a test of my character
What am I made of?
Will I finish this thing now
Or lament the wasted missed chance
Again
Can I live with myself afterwards
Or during the work
Will I be ready when the moment is now
I feel the far-off howl of fear
Distant right now
But growing, perhaps
An unknown entity in the equation
Another adversary to battle
I’ve weighed the options
Logic says to act
My intention is to act
I’ll get the bastard this time
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