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“If you can’t fly then run, if you can’t run then walk, if you can’t walk then crawl, but whatever you do you have to keep moving forward.” – Martin Luther King Jr

I’m trying, some days are good, some are GREAT,
And some I smile just to hide the pain.

Hold back the tears, chin up, you’re strong.
No sleep, broken mind but still carry on.

My feet are permanently planted on solid ground so it seems,

But that’s just an illusion, even one I cannot see.

One day I will rise, just Like a Phoenix and the Sun,

From these ashes I will crawl, and who will hurt me? NO ONE

SLA

9/24/23

And off to work ❤️