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This is hard like yanking teeth or rising up from a warm bed at the beginning of winter. This is hard like stepping out of quicksand or thick mud like pulling a sled up a steep mountain in the midst of a hazardous blizzard. This is hard to lie and lie again but instead of shrugging off those lies like locusts or pestilence or bugs or mal intent a sanction needs to be clear and fully carried out. My actions need to reflect past words as rough and as raw as a sore throat swallowing cold water. To persevere is to not give up even when my mind is trapped in the heaviest of slumber. I have to do what needs to be done even though I'd rather slit my wrists or cut off my thumb.
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Jan 20, 2017
Jan 20, 2017 at 1:53 PM UTC
Persevere
This is hard like yanking teeth or rising up from a warm bed at the beginning of winter. This is hard like stepping out of quicksand or thick mud like pulling a sled up a steep mountain in the midst of a hazardous blizzard. This is hard to lie and lie again but instead of shrugging off those lies like locusts or pestilence or bugs or mal intent a sanction needs to be clear and fully carried out. My actions need to reflect past words as rough and as raw as a sore throat swallowing cold water. To persevere is to not give up even when my mind is trapped in the heaviest of slumber. I have to do what needs to be done even though I'd rather slit my wrists or cut off my thumb.
sienna-luna
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Jan 20, 2017
Jan 20, 2017 at 1:53 PM UTC
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