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Finding myself


Through great suffering, a young girl finds herself.

She didn't see it coming nor did she know how to react.

The only thing predictable about life is its unpredictability.

She felt like a flower who had just lost there last petal.

This marks the moment when all the bad put out her light.

I do not understand how a world that makes such wonderful things could be bad.

At some point she was clearly confused on which path to take that would help her move on from the past.

The past can hurt.But the way I see it, you can either run from it, or learn from it.

She learned to let go and see the light.

By allowing the light in, she grew up and chose the right path.

She realized a valuable less while being faced with tragedy.

You're braver than you believe, stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think.

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