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Thank you pain for the trials, Thank you suffering for the tears; In this journey of wisdom, I've learned how to be me. There were marvelous moments, I embraced them with bliss; I met someone named loneliness, She has taught me to bleed. Thank you life for the experience, Thank you night for the thoughts; Books were friends, sometimes lovers, I've been wrestling with both. In a sky full of lessons, Where the teacher was missed; Life itself was a subject, That I passed with a B.

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Date: 3/11/2021 10:56:00 PM
"I met someone named loneliness, She has taught me to bleed. " I LOVE THIS!
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