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Note to Self by Christine Samad

I give you permission to enjoy life.

I give you permission to not always get everything right.

You do not have to fight.

Let your hopes take flight and the sun will shine bright,

and when it is night,

Do not dwell on the plights…

Focus on the morning sun that will rise,

There is no prize.

Just the present that you have surmised.

The years that you have cried will nourish the future.

As you blossom.