What have I become Who was I before I do not recognize This face I see reflected at me Maybe I am already Everything I was meant to be Nyx
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My purpose
I have been brought into moments of complete despair But this is how I find my strength This is how I find hope I have embarked on a journey Each stride a lesson to be learned Each breath drawn is another that I live Each day I am given a gift Something that is taught … Continue reading My purpose
Words From The Borderline 
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