Hurt and pain.
There's much to gain.Peace and love.
It's all the same.Confusion and doubt.
We're not without.We weep, we cry.
We plead, we try.We laugh, we smile.
Only to be hurtby one last trial.
Life is a lesson,so learn it well.
Maybe, one day,
you can tell it's tale.Lora
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Love this poem by Cora💖
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