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Life


Life.

It comes with its good and its bad.

Being 19, in and out of the hospital isn't easy.

Suffering with blood clots on my lungs, seizures,

Why me?

In college strugging to pay tuition, but doing whatever it takes.

Life.

Nobody said everyday would be great.

Learning to take one day at a time, and being positive.

With all the negative things that comes my way its hard to be positive.

I have to keep going,

Keep fighting,

And remain a solider through this war.

This war I call, Life.

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