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My aching limbs and heavy sighs,   as morning light hurts my weary eyes and every movement feels like a chore,   as time slows from the weight of it all. Although every step may feel like lead,   and thoughts of rest fill my weary head; I'm determined to try anyway, with a will to rise and seize the day. ©️Lizzie Bevis
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Nov 5, 2024
Nov 5, 2024 at 2:11 AM UTC
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My aching limbs and heavy sighs,   as morning light hurts my weary eyes and every movement feels like a chore,   as time slows from the weight of it all. Although every step may feel like lead,   and thoughts of rest fill my weary head; I'm determined to try anyway, with a will to rise and seize the day. ©️Lizzie Bevis
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Nov 5, 2024
Nov 5, 2024 at 2:11 AM UTC
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