*****

By the End of it All

No longer hoping to win
Not even hoping to place
No thought left for the form I’m in
Couldn’t care less about saving my face
What made me imagine
I’m some kind of ace?
Now I’m only trying
To finish this race

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This poet presently lives at a fraction of her nation’s poverty level.

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