In despair I found hope
In the dirt I found gold
I hit rock bottom and looked up at the stars
I counted my blessings instead of pieces of my heart
I realized my tears were not in vain
I've learned many lessons in pain
And roses can't bloom without a little rain
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I liked this piece. It’s practical and it also fancifully segues to metaphor which lessens what could be a harsher message and makes one nod in recognition of those moments we see ourselves in the piece. Nice.
Thank you x
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