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The ideal self

The ideal self

learn to enjoy the pain that a life not worth living has given to you.

Always know the blood sweat and tears you have cried are watering your barron garden of life and one day soon the sweet smell of blossoming flowers and fresh grass will blow in on a breeze of abundance which allows you to florish and grow into your ideal self.

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