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My Own Rainbow
I get up and lock the door to all the negativity. I smile and vow to win today, to conquer it passionately. I take one step, and then another, determined to make it through the day. This time I will be victorious, and sadness will not have its way. I'm searching for my rainbow, my own colors to define. The black and gray will disappear, and the real me will shine. Pat Nelson December 27, 2008
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