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there is this someone who faced the world as if she was the daughter of ares. she is as strong as her name. she fights, and falls, and stands back up again. through this endless cycle, i see glimpses of hopelessness and loss. and i wish that as she grows into a better warrior, she realizes that she is not alone in this war, for there are thousands of people waiting and praying for her to reach her victory.
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Dec 23, 2016
Dec 23, 2016 at 10:21 AM UTC
the warrior
there is this someone who faced the world as if she was the daughter of ares. she is as strong as her name. she fights, and falls, and stands back up again. through this endless cycle, i see glimpses of hopelessness and loss. and i wish that as she grows into a better warrior, she realizes that she is not alone in this war, for there are thousands of people waiting and praying for her to reach her victory.
i don't fight battles for i am not strong, but i believe in you, and i will continue to believe in you, for my trust is as strong as your name. happy birthday, brin. may the world watch in awe of your victories.
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Dec 23, 2016
Dec 23, 2016 at 10:21 AM UTC
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