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In a time of personal darkness this poem was born. There’s a truth: some sorrows simply can’t be shared. They reside within, a private ache.

Life, a winding path, throws sunshine and shadow our way. Pain inevitably mingles with pleasure, an uneven cocktail none escape. It may feel unfair, but that’s the nature of the journey. To weather it, we must embrace both joy and struggle.

Fear not, for I am a survivor. Like always, I’ll fight. Remember the depths I’ve traversed? You’ve witnessed both my triumphs and stumbles. Yet, even in the thickest darkness, I found a guiding light. Despair couldn’t extinguish the strength within.

Life’s tests are many, but I stand firm. Even when weak, I refused to yield. We all carry burdens unseen, battles waged silently, yearning for release. But know this: every tear, every heavy sigh, carves a path toward courage and unwavering hope.

So, when the world feels heavy and dreams seem distant, hold onto the strength that brought you this far. In the dance of grief and joy’s embrace, we discover resilience, the truest grace of living. Through suffering, we learn to cherish laughter. Every hardship shapes us, making us stronger.

Our stories, etched in time, are testaments to the tenacious spirit that forever climbs.

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All pain can never be shared,
Some woes have to be kept within, never bared.
As we tread through this journey called life,
Some days bring pain, many bring strife.

There will always be pain with the pleasure,
All of us get mixed doses of both, there are no equal measures.
We may term it unfair, but such is life,
In order to survive, we must partake of the pleasure and put up with the strife.

Don’t you worry, I am a survivor,
I will put up a fight as always.
I have been through worse, you have been witness
To my better days, to my moments of grace.

Through the darkness, I have found my light,
In the depths of despair, I have discovered my might.
Life’s trials have tested, but I have stood tall,
Even in my weakest moments, I refused to fall.

We all carry burdens that others can’t see,
Silent battles waged within, yearning to be free.
Yet every tear and every sigh
Carves out the path where courage and hope lie.

So, when the world feels heavy and dreams seem far,
Remember the strength that got us to where we are.
In the dance of sorrow and joy’s embrace,
We find resilience and our true life’s grace.

Through the pain, we learn to cherish the laughter,
With every hardship, we grow stronger thereafter.
Our stories of survival, etched in time,
Are testimonies of spirits that forever climb.

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