The decision to let go



There are battles that just aren't worth fighting for...
lose a leg, loose an arm
Hurt a lot, cry more
but retreat with your heart intact
and your spirit ablaze
These two start afresh
No missed opportunities, none is neglected along the path back to the rally point- may even be an oasis in disguise
No plunder allowed
For tomorrow's another day
New beginning, fresh start
further chances at a virgin life
the next one might last
Thus, sometimes surrender could mean victory
according to one's fortitude

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