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As true as mother’s worries;

And promises made unwilled;

Happy Endings Are Stories;

Are yet to be fulfilled;

Like a lunar cycle in it’s constant test;

We swing between waning and waxing;

Happy moments are, moments at best;

Succeeded and achieved only by lapsing;

High walls are efforts ill spent;

For Living within, is never a cure;

And running far can never prevent;

What one shall endure;

There will always be pain, betrayal, deceit, hate and lies;

But “Even the darkest night will end and the sun will rise.” *

©FAT 2017

*quote by Victor Hugo