Being Strong

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Being strong

I’ve always walked alone.

When I turned around, everyone was far away

Even so, I carried on

That what it was to be strong

I’m not afraid of anything anymore

That’s what I try to tell my self

Eventually everyone in the world will be alone

They’ll continue to live only through their memories

So I can laugh and love in this loneliness

I will fight for myself

I will never show you my tears

Because this is me

Holding on to what I can

Me being strong.                                   

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