Brevity, Quill


After I broke my walls, I looked over my shoulder, doubt was till pecking at me. For the first time I felt faith reaming through my veins. is it a blessing or an awakening. I thought; I would never ever have doubt still exist, but my fear start incinerating. Those ashes will write my testimony to uncertain hardships. Yet every moment passes my heart grows stronger and my mind gets clearer. It has finally passed, I felt the freedom I thought I would never get.

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