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Power

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No, no, please don't go, mommy please, mom... no!" I reach for her hand but she just looks at me, my dad sitting on the couch while my mom drags her bags into her car, my dad looking unbothered as ever. I call for my mother but she slowly starts fading, first her hands, then her legs "mommy no!" And before I know it, she's gone. 

I'm waken up by a migraine caused by the nightmare I just had. This is gonna be a very long dayAll Rights Reserved

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A Beautiful Mess.

We never notice something is missing until it's gone. We never know about the void until we know what was supposed to fill it. We never know the magnitude of the impact until it's felt. We never have regrets until we make mistakes. We never see rainbows unless there was a storm. We can never make peace without there being a conflict first. It might all sound bad at first but keep in mind that there's always good where there's bad. There's always truth where there's lies. Theres always life where there's death. And theres always love where there's hate. Put this all together and you have A Beautiful Mess...