Anxious

Sat hunched over cold,

Anxious time passing slowly,

Dislocated broken and painful,

Despite it all, soldiering on,

Things have to be done,

No pain, no gain,

Isolated and alone,

Though mostly by choice,

Hiding in the shadows,

Pulling ropes in the dark.

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