My Makers part 2

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Smiles smiles
Go long ways and miles
We understand
What’s done is done
And that what is dead
Is left to be so.
But what we really mean to show
What we really need to see
Is that despite all the agony
That we grow ourselves.
But to grow without lesson
To grow without noting our surroundings
Is to not grow at all.
The first lesson we learn
Is that the world can be cruel.
Cruelty on our hearts.
But the lessons we learn
Are learned from pain
You cannot tell me not to worry
Tell me not to feel
For worry and feeling
Is but human nature.
And sometimes feeling bad is good.

– Writingdilegently

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