#89, Make it
It's kind of weird to run my hand up my leg.
And not feel the scars
Just because
One week has passed.
I can't tell if it was easy
Or if my life is through
I made it
But that's not all I have to do.
Lasting even longer
I know will be harder
But I'm going to try
And make it by
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