We struggle to make things worth the passion to succeed.
I struggle to keep my head in place due to anxiety.
All of us struggle in some point in time.
I believe every struggle will fly away in the mist of blue sky.
Lets come together and toss away our struggle in the trash. When you struggle it feels like a burst of lightning.
Crying tell these struggle by past me.
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Author:
kimmy111a (
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- Published: June 19th, 2018 21:35
- Category: Reflection
- Views: 6
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