Dear Life,
I understand isn't meant to be easy. My road isn't suppose to be a straight shot. I won't be happy all the time. Ill cry on sunny days. I'll lose sight of all my dreams. I'll panic. I'll bitch. I'll scream. But I won't complain. This nightmare I'm walking in has some hope somewhere. I'm thankful for the prayers. My dream is still alive.
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