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Having a Second Chance... | ||||||||||||||||
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Suddenly, my life changed tremendously. Behind that door were hopes of an uncertain future. Sometimes it seemed exciting to face a different way, But it was difficult to leave the past behind... |
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However, start a new life was my choice. And going through that door was the only way to accomplish it. But, the door required all the sacrifices my heart was able to make. |
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Behind the door were dreams, excitment, hopes, but also fear. Even though there were big barries, I knew I would survive... |
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It took me a long time to build my way again, But now I know that the door had many surprises waiting for me. Today, I see myself as a surviver, Having a second chance to reconstruct my life, and enjoying the best that life has to offer... |
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Michelle Silva | ||||||||||||||||