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They say in order to survive a man made of sterner things organs blood tissues marrow   Sadness hollow darkness sorrow bones that break and hands that shake am I not meant survive? Sterner stuff is not what comprises I cannot take all of life's surprises
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Jul 1, 2015
Jul 1, 2015 at 10:19 PM UTC
Sterner
They say in order to survive a man made of sterner things organs blood tissues marrow   Sadness hollow darkness sorrow bones that break and hands that shake am I not meant survive? Sterner stuff is not what comprises I cannot take all of life's surprises
I do not think we are meant to just survive. I want to live. Even then then, I need to redefine what it means to live.
cowin-alan
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Jul 1, 2015
Jul 1, 2015 at 10:19 PM UTC
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