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Sep 2015
It doesn't matter how much they push you down.
It doesn't matter how much it hurts as they hit you till bleed, with bruises and cuts all over.
It doesn't matter how painful it is to just get up on your feet and move forward.
Because,
when you reach to the end of the line;
what you wanted, what you dreamed of,
will be there waiting for you.
And
every hardships and sacrifices you've made now seems worth it.
Just don't give up,
even if the challenges you had then were unbearable.

{ E.I }
Every darkness has it light.
Never give up.
Little Azaleah
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Little Azaleah  21/F/BN
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