I'd like to express my gratitude,
For sadness.
I'd like to appreciate pain.
To bend, to barge, to slit or trim,
To break the skin of my twisted whim,
That contact for me, was gain.
Imagine my life without disruption,
Imagine a course never diverted.
I consider it a gift to see these "mistakes."
Be brave, be bold, be strong.
Be dauntless, earnest and endure long.
These, good and bad, are the stakes.
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