Stay Strong
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Concluida lun, sep 15, 2014<5 mins
Seriously it's like 3 am....couldn't really sleep so I just started writing and this is what I ended up with. Thought I'd share it, so here it is.
Dedicated to my good friend @AliasBlack , who is one of a few friends who helped me stay strong during a difficult time in my life and continues to do so. I love you :)
Music video on the side: "A Little Bit Stronger" by Sara Evans
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