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i remind myself of the time I was roaming on the streets as a 17 yr old kid, trying to find a warm place to sleep for the night because I was homeless.
Then i take a look at how much I've accomplished & achieved since then, and grateful that I have food in my belly, a nice roof over my head and a great life...some that others have never seen and will never (unfortuantly) see in their lifetime.
All that makes my sadness disappear real fuckin quick.
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