Walking through her desolate path,she stumbled many times.
Falling hard on sorrows cold ground,feeling she couldn't go on.
Wanting to just give up on touching the other side.
Every time she tumbled down some how she found the strength to carry on.
Her strides at times were rather weak,and others they were strong.
She could see the glow so close to her reach,the courage raging inside pushing her forward.
She fought long and hard through the most tragic aches in her heart.
She now stands in the warmth of the light,basking in its glow.
She made it through to the other side,her heart now finally whole.
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