I've fallen from battles and been
beat down by habits
But in between every piece of story, found a cure and
didn't even know I had it
But did
I've smashed bottles along the path
to disguise my footsteps and dreams
so no one would ever follow me
and have one chance to redeem
When the chance comes
'Cuz this stained paper has kept me on my toes
And left some space for the predicted future
and the unknown
Sometimes it's hard NOT to feel alone
~Tina Meeks
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