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Don't tell me to think positively.  Don't tell me that i can power through it or there's nothing wrong or that other people have it worse.  All I can do is breathe and try to get through the next moment.  Sometimes that's all that keeps me hanging on.

 

Victorian lady woman poem poetry

 

Breathe aka Find a Way Forward and Survive

$20.00Price
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