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Jan 2022
I know I look bullet proof
I know I roll like a stone
I know it seems like I can take a punch
I know I look good on my own

And on my worse days
I believe it too
I don’t mind
Being a punching bag
I can take it all
On my worse days

What is strength anyway?
Written January 7, 2022
Isabella Macdonald
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Isabella Macdonald
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