sometimesnothing seems worth the effortyet she keeps going onbreathe in breathe outsleep, wake up, eat, shitstand up, walk, sit downchores.new day.repeat.
somewherein between the monotonyare randomly dispered momentsthat make it all worthmomentarily.at times she feels those moments slipping like sand from her gripshe holds on, still -to the moments that remainthe sand particles stuck to her palm.
breathe in breathe out go on -keep going on.
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