And now for a poorly written poem of mine:
My life is sad,
My world lonely,
But someday,
I will grow the strength,
To stand on my feet independently,
I never needed anyone,
Just my own happy peace,
It will come soon,
If only I look up to the stars,
It will find it's way,
into my life with ease.
I won't be brought down by the past,
I will look up to the stars,
And my own peace,
will find it's way,
into my life with ease.
I love myself.
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