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Nov 2019
Where do I begin?
I've managed to be in "ReCoVeRy" for a while now.
I think. . .

R-eally?

E-xhausted!

C-ontrol?

O-bscene!

V-iolence?

E-ner­gy.

R-elapse?

Y-EP!

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I was told that recovery meant progress, when really is just means I'm weak!

I was told that things would get better, when really they just s-e-e-m better!

I was told to just have faith, even if it meant insanity!

I was told to smile, which really just hurts at this point!

I was told to hang on, but my palms are getting sweaty and I'm about to fall!

I was told to pray, but GOD CAN YOU HEAR ME!
Destiny
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Destiny  20/F
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