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Days
Good days, bad days
Both come and go
Which day the morning sun will bring
I do not know
Bad days are a struggle
I hope to win
Good days are my hope
When a new day begins
I must be strong
To face each day
No matter good or bad
Come what may
Both come and go
Which day the morning sun will bring
I do not know
Bad days are a struggle
I hope to win
Good days are my hope
When a new day begins
I must be strong
To face each day
No matter good or bad
Come what may
Published 25th Sep 2023
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25th Sep 2023 5:59pm
Beautiful in it's honesty. When we allow ourselves to be vulnerable we can heal.
25th Sep 2023 9:38pm
I agree with all you have written, Calkid817. Best of luck to you when it comes to having more good days than bad. 😊
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- Edited 7th Apr 2024 6:45am
30th Sep 2023 6:52am
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