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Jun 2016
Well...
Here's to the Hell,
Here's to the struggles you were dealt,
All pain you ever felt and every tear that ever fell.

WhenΒ Β you walk through fire,
you grow a little stronger.
And whenever you fall ,
You always rise standing taller.

Life is a gift we take for granted as if it's borrowed.
Learn from your past,
Know your sorrow,
Live each day with no promise of tomorrow.
Just a feeling I had that Made me want to write.
Brandon K Stephenson
Written by
Brandon K Stephenson  28/M/Bossier City, La.
(28/M/Bossier City, La.)   
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