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<p><span style=color: rgba(0 0 0 1)>Life can be hard and it can be cruel. </span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(0 0 0 1)>Thrusting single mothers into hardships and then leaving them to watch as their children struggle only to fail.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(0 0 0 1)>I couldn't become that statistic I needed to push myself beyond my limits and rip my family out of that mold. </span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(0 0 0 1)>Forcing myself to be better do better and letting my body take the brunt of those efforts. </span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(0 0 0 1)>All I could see was that end zone and what it would mean for my impoverished family.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(0 0 0 1)>Just when I think I've made it thinking that all the blood sweat and tears were worth it I'm slapped back into reality. </span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(0 0 0 1)>No grass is greener no matter where you are and no amount of money makes you a good person.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(0 0 0 1)>Love is not kind and if it's not conventional it's disregarded. </span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(0 0 0 1)>Secrets born from shame and anger nurtured from hate blend inside my heart.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(0 0 0 1)>How can love win when everyone wants it to fail?</span></p>