Life's not a dress rehearsal.

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Life's not a dress rehearsal.

Sometimes, it you just sit watch it raining
you'll see a very faint patch of blue sky peek out.
Even though you think the rain will never stop
or it couldn't possibly rain any harder.
Life is sometimes like that if you look back
You will see all the drama and term oil couldn't get worse
or if it did you'd either drown or smother in it.
But if you look long enough their's that very faint patch
of hope their ,because this is just another storm pass.
Then before you know it the sun's out and nothing can
stop you,and there's ambitions to meet over the horizon.
Then another storm hit's ,but this time it's not rain,it's worse
hail the size of soft balls,and your like "what the hell,come on!
Then just as the one storm before this one it subside's too.
All I suppose ,To make you stronger,too get thru an even worse
storm in the future,and that's how life is it seems.
Thing's in life happen ,even thought they chew you up inside or spit you out,either way you'll either get back up or lay there awhile.
Most of the time it's more so if you have the will to fight it,or let life get in your way,beside's sometime's we just say screw it and tap out.

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If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.

Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) American poet.

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