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I am persistently holding on to hope for my country.

My girls and I have been through a lot, but we are stronger because of it.

I wrote this to ease the pain of failure.

dedicated to my ex husband

We've all been here before.

A poem about surviving personal tragedy

Are there really good people and bad people? Or only good and bad deeds?