There are moments
where I wonder-
When the shadows in your heart
managed to pull you under
And there are nights
Where the feeling,
of being suffocated-
becomes overwhelming
There are days
When I wither...
Because how, can I help you
When I can't breathe either
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Currently searching for my happy place while absorbing knowledge everywhere I go, taking pride in being a voracious reader and a prolific rambler, and spending my days teaching my daughters about words and value.
Always trying to keep in mind, "Lesser People Have Done Harder Things..."
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