.

Why? he asks.
Because I have no choice, I respond
Because I’ve never had any other choice
Because when all goes to hell, you pull through
You stand tall, even when crippled
You continue walking, even when dragged backwards
You cry but you keep sight clear

But why? he insists.
I silence my thoughts
Because I have no other choice
But to be strong
Even if
All alone.

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