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After a while,
You learn the difference between
holding A hand and chaining a soul,
And you learn,
That love doesn't mean leaning
and company Doesn't mean security.
And you begin,
To learn that kisses aren't
contracts and Presents aren't promises.
And you begin,
To accept your defeats with
your head up and Your eyes open,
with the grace of an adult,
Not the grief of a child.
And you learn,
To build all your roads on today because
tomorrow's ground is too uncertain
for plans.
After a while, You learn that even
sunshine burns if you get too much.
So plant your own garden,
And decorate your own soul, instead of waiting
For someone to bring you flowers.
And you learn,
That you really can endure...
That you really are strong,
And you really do have worth.
~ Anonymous