Many journeys will appear before us
Trecherous terrain will attempt to trip us
The world will throw us around
With our bloody noses and humbled pride
We will stand.
We will walk.
We will run.
We will fight this world hard.
We will love her even harder.
We will not fear new beginnings
Or the distances before us.
No matter our moment in life we will always have our family.
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