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everything's gone to hell but i'm still clinging on to the hope that i will wake up one morning, finally feeling at peace, and turn everything around. but, until then, i'm muddling through the storms and crawling through the barbed wires and that's okay with me because i know this, like everything else, will pass. in time.
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Apr 5, 2015
Apr 5, 2015 at 3:33 AM UTC
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everything's gone to hell but i'm still clinging on to the hope that i will wake up one morning, finally feeling at peace, and turn everything around. but, until then, i'm muddling through the storms and crawling through the barbed wires and that's okay with me because i know this, like everything else, will pass. in time.
undeceased
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Apr 5, 2015
Apr 5, 2015 at 3:33 AM UTC
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