I knew that didn't look right! Inspiration is what I see. It is as though life is a rolling black cloud coming from every direction. As in a snow storm at night and I can only see a few feet in front of me. I am trying to protect my son, but the pressure is intense. My spirit is crushed and my bones feel like it too. I make no attempt to say that I have no been knocked down by this. But like a fighter in the ring, the match isn't over until both shoulder's are on the floor.
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PS: try's = tries (There is a spell check option during preview you can use)
Love you Chica!
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