Life

No doubt, I'm getting stronger each and everyday. But sometimes, I do get tired. When tears run down my cheeks unconsciously, I know I've reached a point where I'm tired of being strong and I just want to be a little kid, cry as much as I like. I never blame, I never hate. I know I must learn from life. Get a tissue, wipe my tears and start being strong again.

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