I've been through hell,
not nearly enough heaven.
In spite of it all, I rise.
I love, even if I do it alone.
What is life without a bit of joy
and a lot of sorrow?
JKB 2017~~
not nearly enough heaven.
In spite of it all, I rise.
I love, even if I do it alone.
What is life without a bit of joy
and a lot of sorrow?
JKB 2017~~
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