Through the darkest days,
and the longest nights,
we stand strong.
From rivers of tears,
and the forest of fear,
we emerge victorious.
Arms wide open,
swords undrawn,
unguarded, we run into battle.
Battered and bruised,
torn and bleeding,
we fight a perpetual war.
The shadows seem near,
but fight on dear sister,
for this too shall pass.
Absolutely wonderful. You're an amazing writer.
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That really is something special.
ReplyDeleteThank you for that.
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