Were my soul less trampled upon…

I might stand up and be counted.
I might raise my voice in the void and listen to the infinite nothings being whispered.
I might fight the tears that well up so far down in my minds eyes that they can never reach the surface.
I might answer a call to arms, bare teeth, and cry out at the wilderness; paint a desert so barren that the actions of its people will never bear fruit.

So please, kick me while I’m down.
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