every
moment
is
a
pill—
bitter
medicine
for
the
growing
soul.
today's
disappointment,
tomorrow's
revelation.
unexpected
blessings
disguised
as
heartbreak.
the
universe
teaches
through
beautiful
wounds.
we
fall
down
to
learn
rising.
we
lose
love
to
find
self.
all
painful
truths
become
powerful
wings.
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Author:
gray0328 (
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Comments2
There is a positive side to every coin and even the most difficult has another side
Yes sir the glass is either half empty or half full and it's always our choice
We decide which way we go, enjoyed the read and the layout of the piece
Thanks for sharing your feedback
You are very welcome
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