The skies all gloomy.
The birds aren't singing.
The fries taste soggy.
The words so cheesy.
Then.
Out of the blue, a couch potato laughed.
It's rays of sunshine fighting through.
Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our Light, not our darkness that most frightens us. We ask ourselves - Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous?
The skies all gloomy.
The birds aren't singing.
The fries taste soggy.
The words so cheesy.
Then.
Out of the blue, a couch potato laughed.
It's rays of sunshine fighting through.
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