a - acceptance

My fingers they turn to claws, 
as I find my way back up.
They dig deeper as I ascend, 
with every fleeting thought,
of the things that put me down here,
now giving me the strength I need to rise.
Unsure how long this journey will take,
however, spurred on by the ultimate prize.

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