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every morning

i wake up

wanting to sleep

but i drag myself forward

and stand up to another day.

i'll say hello

and smile my brightest

pretending life is fine.

i do this because

i do want life to be fine.

and hopefully

through all my struggles

through all my hardships

someday

life will get better.

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