Your Day Is Coming
I’ve been going through some things. The world has often changed.
I feel like I have too many burdens to be lifted.
Will I ever be free from myself? I constantly exhale, in awe.
When will the struggle be over?
My child, your day is coming! You have hoodzpah.
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