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A Smile

My smile hides the pain that I feel.
Sometimes I think that my life is so unreal.
Constant arguing, constant bickering, can I just have five minutes to digest my day?
That's when I fall on my knees and pray.

Is it wrong to want to live life with peace and love?
That’s when I look above.

He shows me unconditional love. He provides peace and strength to make it through the day.
Just when you think that you cannot go on any longer, HE makes you take a step of faith to show you that you can do it. Once you believe that you can do it, the battle is over. It is all about you believing that He can bring you through it.

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