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"This Is My Fight Song"

"This is my fight song, Take back my life song, Prove I'm alright song. My power's turned on, Starting right now, I'll be strong. I'll play my fight song. And I don't really care if nobody else believes Cause I've still got a lot of fight left in me."

This is my theme song to my life right now. Things have not been going the greatest, but it's time for me to take back my life. Things are different now. But they don't have to be bad. I can't wallow in this sorrow and sleep my life away anymore. It's time to live. To keep on fighting. There's still a lot of fight left in me.

I've been knocked down quite a few times, but I keep getting back up again. I'm coming back stronger than ever.

It's all going to be okay, this I know.

Fearlessly,
Katie






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