This one is for each one of you, a poem really close to my heart. I hope each one of us see the beautifully magical soul that we are and be proud of ourselves for even the tiniest victories. I hope that when it's time and we look back on our lives, we are all happy and content.
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I never spent time seeking joy. I only spent time making a bed comfortable enough in sadness to bare it. Now, I'll see and work at finding joy.
This is a continuation of "We Are the Normal Ones: Memoirs of a Fallen Human".