Recovery

Picking up the pieces
That’s just what you do
When you recover
From the blow
Life hurls at you
You put up or shut up
You bend or you brake
Rising early
To clear your plate
Rehearsing under your breath
Every sun set brings a new day
Every scar starts to fade

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