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Yesterday rolled slowly,
Like the tired legs of a pregnant mother,
Pushing on, just enough to hold survival
It's strength to go on, languishing persevere
Forté clings-clutches willing's mind
To see tomorrow's bogus in view,
Brings peaceful assurance
Then with a sigh from beneath,
'All will be fine'... urging on consciousness
Steps out to birth future's great.


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in the first line: Yesterday (rolled) slowly, try: (trudged or lumbered) pregnant women don't roll.
keep working on it. say the lines out loud and it will help.

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that the title, Forte' has much to do with the theme. Forte' meaning strong point or strength.
To see tomorrow's bogus in view? The word bogus means fake, untrue or lies. I not sure how that brings
peaceful assurance. I think you should look up these words and those that you are unfamiliar with. ~ Geezer.

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