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Earphones on, Music off; Thoughts are loud, And the heart cries out. The mind is very busy, It is not that easy; The issue may be petty, Or one with the enormity. This too shall pass, You are gold, not glass; Trying times will make you glow, Love yourself and go with the flow. Survivor is not the one, Bearing all the pain in the heart; But the one who knew, When to let go and grow.
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Sep 12, 2020
Sep 12, 2020 at 6:28 AM UTC
This too shall pass
Earphones on, Music off; Thoughts are loud, And the heart cries out. The mind is very busy, It is not that easy; The issue may be petty, Or one with the enormity. This too shall pass, You are gold, not glass; Trying times will make you glow, Love yourself and go with the flow. Survivor is not the one, Bearing all the pain in the heart; But the one who knew, When to let go and grow.
To anyone who needs to hear this, you are a survivor and you will succeed.
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Sep 12, 2020
Sep 12, 2020 at 6:28 AM UTC
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