"There's beauty in what struggle brings, but I just can't seem to see" pg. 40

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...Or at least I couldn't for the longest time. I have spilled my soul into these pages. Repaired my broken heart through the process of admitting just how tattered it was. 

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Maturity comes with time, and peace is found through pain. To live, to grow, to garner hope, first it has to rain. I pray you find yours quicker than I did. Maybe this will help.