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From here you support me and I give you strength, from here you hold me up and I never let you down, from here I can feel your heartbeat against mine. 

From here you can see your world and I can know mine, from here you are my rock and I am your sky. From here we will grow our roots into the once barren soil of our fertile souls.

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Sometimes you have to hit rock bottom, have everything you love taken from you. It is the only way to wake up – to be. How do you survive a loss you thought you could never survive? What if you lose yourself, how do you keep going? How can I be expected to rise every morning and to be alive and to be fully present when my heart is lying in the ground.