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YOU CAN STILL WIN

It is okay to be tired
To accept that there is a hole oozing out your vitality 
To feel like you can't lift a finger
And that you don't want to fight anymore
Remember it is hardly ever smooth for anyone
Nobody ever feels strong enough all the time
It is ok to take a brake
Sometimes you can surely break
But remember no one has your feet
So no one can really stand for you better than you
You have your hands
The helping hand can be more experienced or even skilled than you
But will never be able to do your work like you
Whatever it is
You have to rise up as hard as it is
Breathe in even if  you wish you would never breathe again
Look into the blue sky where there is nothing
Remember only you can stand for you
And as long as you are alive you can still win

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