THE LONE RANGER

My strides, my pain; all seem to no gain

A seamless challenge beset it's fervour for me to savour

A bent, narrow road I tend to thread

For a life unseen

To cuddle my glory at it's roads end
                                               
                                         - Reginaldo Emele

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