My Might

October 22, 2010
A bracelet tied on tight.
A feather taking flight.
A cloud so light.
A candle burning bright.

To remember why I must fight
takes all my might.

But every time I see a new sight,
it takes me to a new height.

And no longer can I fight
with all of my might.

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