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Tired of nights spent wishing for something different. It is what it is. This is the result of my decisions. I hold myself accountable for all of my missed beginnings. I'm on my knees, looking to the sky for forgiveness.
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Feb 2, 2020
Feb 2, 2020 at 11:06 PM UTC
Realization
Tired of nights spent wishing for something different. It is what it is. This is the result of my decisions. I hold myself accountable for all of my missed beginnings. I'm on my knees, looking to the sky for forgiveness.
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Feb 2, 2020
Feb 2, 2020 at 11:06 PM UTC
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