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Andrew Feb 2019
What once was weak and brittle is now sturdy, standing strong  atop a mountains peak ready to speak without caring who turns their cheek . I've figured out the riddle. I always got caught in the middle only to be left feeling little from the ones that chose to belittle. I have since then rose without stubbing all of my toes, as this life goes my happiness steadily grows. I am the change that will never rearrange. I've survived the lowest lows and bounced back from many painful blows. I've patched the holes with personal goals and let go of all the wrongful souls. I only have room for people of positive roles.

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