Struggle.

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Growing up

Is a

Struggle.

For which ever

Way that

Life

Bursts your bubble

You try

Yet

Again

Through all of the

Failures

And wins.

At first

Life is

Easy

But it

Cuts

At the heart

So sweetly

When you

Realize that

All of those things

That you

Thought

Were hard,

Then,

Were easy.

And that the

True

Struggle

Comes in

The form

Of a

Battered

Shield that lets everything

Penetrate its center

Its core.

Then you see that

You really don’t have any

More

To give it

To will it

Yet you

Dig up

Some underlying abilities

And continue to live.

Although you

Struggle.

You win

Simply by

Going on.

Now the lesson

Is not

Whether or not to

Struggle

Versus

Fail

But that life

In the present

Is always harder

Than life in the

Past.

You will

Grow

Into your

Struggle.

It’s all up to

You

In how you treat it,

but

Do not

Fear,

Small child

For what is

Life,

Without a little

Struggle?

 

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