Fire

Location

Fire

The flames

Burning, ashes, smoldering.

 

My future

The same

No chance

 

No help

No funds

No way

 

I need

A degree

To be free

 

The Struggle

Begins with a fight

Site after site

 

No luck

Where is the light?

Wait . . . 

 

A chance!

To succeed 

To become

 

The flame

That makes the

Fire

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