Even the strong, sink sometimes

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 Twasn't the right time…

Just when I'd begun to gather the pieces of myself,
To breathe without flinching, To believe again....

This storm came, uninvited.

I was ready to brave the odds,
Maybe not all, but enough…
But this breaks the surface beneath my feet.
It pulls me under when I had just begun to swim.

I am not weak.
But even the strong, sink sometimes

 :(




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