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Tuesday, April 21, 2015
I know that you are hurting.
I'd do anything to make the pain end.
But all I have are a handful of cliches
for you to hear again.
I know you've traveled for so long
but at the tunnel's end there is a light.
I know there's so much pressure on you
but how else do we get diamonds so bright?
What doesn't kill you makes you stronger.
And no pain supposedly means no gain.
Maybe it's a blessing in disguise.
You just keep wait for the rainbow after the rain.
I know you're wrapped up in your troubles
like a caterpillar in a cocoon.
But hold on tight, little bug,
you'll be a butterfly soon.
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