there's a little
lazarus in all of us.
down for the count,
but somehow
back from
the dead,
back in the fight.
whether love
gone wrong, or money.
jobs and life,
you wipe
the blood off
one more time,
beating the odds.
having been
given the standing
eight count time
and time again, you
get off your knees
and rise.
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