Poem -
BAD THINGS ARE GIFTS TOO
For not the Right of People...
Sometimes we need a heartbreak...
Sometimes we need pain...
When we're in those times...
The gift is mixed into the rubble...
When first hit...
All we see and feel is the rubble...
sparrowsong
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Our strength is derived from our will to endure. It's what we are built for. That's what makes us beautiful.