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I am thankful for the breath in my lungs. The fact that I am alive. I have lived 17 years and still have many left. I am thankful that I am still living...that the suicide attempts were failures.
Imagine yourself on a stranded island: the sand in your hair the broken boat that is near the loneliness that's with you there. Personally, that scene seems unbearable
You are a tree; A proud oak
Your skin flaunted that of the moon A few bumps here and there But smooth and glowing
Enough with radical equations and notations And teach us about the struggles of life Teach us about business plans and their relations And educate us on how to survive the night