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Struggle During My Day
Every morning my struggles begin,
I struggle to get out my bed,
and to turn on the light.
I struggle with my hands
to do simple tasks.
I struggle to take a shower,
I struggle to dress myself.
I struggle with speech.
I struggle to tell my aides
what I need.
Every time I speak
I struggle to communicate.
Someone needs to help me,
to feed me,
help me to get dressed,
to take the time to understand
what I am saying,
Why do I need struggles, God?
Why do I want to give up, O Lord?
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