"... how do you?"

When everything else seems to fall,
you stand there,
being yourself and so fucking strong.
How do you do it?
How is it, that you can stand there
day after day,
take the shit that is thrown at you,
and still laugh?
Still smile like nothing is wrong,
and as if you are not hurting.
But whatever it is,
whatever you have to do,
I sincerely hope that it does not
hur you more.

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