Resilience

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Resilience

Under stress I bow deep.

It might even push me to the ground, leaving scars all over my body. But it never breaks me. It twists, cuts, wrestles me to the floor but like a string, I bounce back again.

I don’t know how or why but that’s the reason I’m still around. So thank you for this gift dear universe.

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