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Looking Up

And as crazy as it sounds I haven't looked up at the sky in awhile I was so consumed by the stress of living that I forgot how small I am How small we all are at first that sounds depressing but then you find some sort of relief in it. Being so small makes you realize that all the problems aren't so big after all Those problems aren't anything to lose sleep over Those problems aren't anything when you look up at the sky and realize how small you are .
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michaela-ginter
Dutch
Published
Oct 19, 2014
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#life#hope#stress#inspiring
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