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We let life pull us down by our ankles into the shadowy depths of uncertainty While we pull ourselves up by our bootstraps Trying to stay afloat Trying to get better   The raft to which we cling is broken
Consumed in all her desiresWhere the willingnes to live have drowned in the depths of despairA dim light appearsBlinded by the unknown she inches closer and closer
Everyone fears ending up as a failure No one talks about it and no one belives it, but what do you do when you start to think about it? Do you panic? or maybe feel hopless. What's important is that
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