Things keep looking up.
And so do I.
I have to in order to keep the tears from rolling down.
I will not be weak anymore.
My past will not define me.
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Author:
Wilted (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Everything I do is for my baby.
- Category: Reflection
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Your strength will always pull you through as is shown in your words.
It's taken me awhile to find that strength. This time I'm not letting it go.
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