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After a wihle you learn the difference between holding a hand and chaining a soul. And you learn that love doesn't mean leaning, and company doesn't mean security, that kisses aren't contracts, and you begin to accept your defeats with your head held high and your eyes wide open with the grace of a woman not the greif of a child.
You learn to build your roads on today because tomorrow's ground is too uncertain and futures have a way of falling down mid-flight. After a while you learn even sunshine burns if you get too much.
So plant your own garden and decorate your own soul instead of waiting for somone to bring you flowers and you learn that you really can endure, that you really are strong, and you really do have worth. And you learn and learn, with every goodbye you learn |
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