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Jan 2021
My past memories and experiences come to haunt me on the daily.
I am crept up at the most unusual times and placed with a wave of sadness over my head.
In these times where I am being tested and I am caught up in the pain of my past, I realize.
That it is called my past for a reason.
I am now in the present, in a much better, gifted state.
I am confident, loved, beautiful, and I will get everything that I desire in this life.
Ya Allah, I just pray that you help me through my journey.
Ya Allah, all I yearn for is constant positivity throughout any experience that I go through
Ya Allah, I pray that my father, my mother, and my brothers wake up everyday, being proud of their little princess.
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