Despair, despair, despair
Release every care
What might not work now
Might seem like a steep climb
But there’s a view on top
Fret, fret, fret
Let go of every regret
What you didn’t have
Might have been
An opaque trophy
Loneliness, loneliness, loneliness
Release every time you felt neglect
What might seem like isolation
Is actually a sure sign of
Character development and growth
We all go from spring to winter
Wounded hearts with a splinter
It’s all about how we recover
Make it to the finish line
With whole souls and a new focus
Good work✍🏻👍🏻
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Thank you so much Athira. 🙂
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My pleasure Carly
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Very movingly evoked ❤🌹
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Thank you. Glad you felt the words. 🙂💜
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You are most deservedly welcome indeed 💝💖
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Aww, thanks! 🙂 :heart:
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