A blurb I found from years ago?

GreenGal

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As life goes on through a dusty field,
making a cloud that is never clear,
keep on going through it no matter what you fear,
on the other side of that cloud is a horizon.

A horizon never reached until the day you fall and fly,
there will be tears, scars, and memories of the past,
do not deny any for they all make you,
what you have become in this new day,
of walking in that dusty field.
 
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