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its so hard to believe that I am alive to hold on and to smile when I feel so small I wish sometimes I could have it all but that would be too much too much of a good thing life is meant for a bit of suffering so we are grateful for everything that we own we take for granted the paths of stone that we walk on we complain about the dimes in our pockets how they are not dollars we talk about how we wear no real gold only silver or platinum or colored gem stones we feel so poor but let's face it as long as we're wealthy in health nothing else should matter be grateful for the air that you breathe be grateful for the love you have received be grateful for the people who are in your life be grateful for the small things that make you smile be grateful for...your heartbeat.
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Oct 15, 2013
Oct 15, 2013 at 8:18 AM UTC
Be Grateful
its so hard to believe that I am alive to hold on and to smile when I feel so small I wish sometimes I could have it all but that would be too much too much of a good thing life is meant for a bit of suffering so we are grateful for everything that we own we take for granted the paths of stone that we walk on we complain about the dimes in our pockets how they are not dollars we talk about how we wear no real gold only silver or platinum or colored gem stones we feel so poor but let's face it as long as we're wealthy in health nothing else should matter be grateful for the air that you breathe be grateful for the love you have received be grateful for the people who are in your life be grateful for the small things that make you smile be grateful for...your heartbeat.
© Natali Veronica 2013.
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Oct 15, 2013
Oct 15, 2013 at 8:18 AM UTC
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