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Exhaustion reigned,
and my whole body ached,
The rumble in my stomach echoed out,
the small voice in my brain demanded food,
but with every grumble and mental shout,
I reached deep into myself for resolve
from such depths I never knew existed,
and when my weakness tried to show itself,
by the Gods, I can say I resisted!
Yet, while relieved at the end of my fast,
with a simple and pure plate before me,
I was exalted by my discipline,
and gripped with a new sense of clarity:
Weakness can be conquered, now I know it,
And where it rules me, I’ll overthrow it!