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Everything's really hard.
The world knows how to tear you down in any way possible.
And it's going to hurt.
And it may take days, months, years.
But it'll get better, easier, good.
One day you'll be good.
And when you tell people that it's a good day it won't be a lie.
And you'll occasionally stumble but you'll just get up and you'll be good again.
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Finding Myself I ▽
Poetry"She painted her soul with words and displayed the pain for all to observe." Where a girl is learning how to love herself and the complicated life she lives.
