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my heart reaches out, my tears do flow,
i feel your anguish, your suffering and woe.
i know this sounds strange- but there’s a game you might try,
it helps when your low, it helps you to fly.
try and think of only the good-whenever something isn’t right
when something goes wrong- try with all of your might.
if one thing comes at you that really is hard,
start to think of why you should be thankful- your heart it will guard.
i’m sorry if this poem isn’t written so well,
if you nees me to explain it in prose just give a yell