275 Days A moment of weakness stops the clock, erasing days of resilience. She gave in. She gave up. Share this: Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Like Loading... Related November 17, 2023 by Ash Ochoa Poetry Categories: My PoetryTags: Failed, Moments, Poetry 4 Comments
I don’t know what this about. Assuming it is about sobriety, I think she can pick herself up and start all over again. That’s life. There’s always hope. LikeLiked by 2 people Reply
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I don’t know what this about. Assuming it is about sobriety, I think she can pick herself up and start all over again. That’s life. There’s always hope.
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We fail. We fall down. We get up. We begin again. 💕
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sometimes we fall in order to move on…besos al vacÃo desde el vacÃo
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We all give up sometimes. 🩵
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