heal.

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one day you'll be able to look in the mirror without hesitating,

and your smiles and laughter will always be constructed by pure happiness,

your muscles won't ache from pretending, and your bones won't be weary from hurting,

when mornings come you'll be happy to see the light, and showers won't sting anymore,

you won't cry until your lungs cave in, and sleep will come easy,

one day you'll be able to say you made it.

- i made it.

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