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The sky was streaking in the most
amazing blazing hearten colors.

I thought that I was impregnable
from the outside, quite challenging,
competitive world it commands.

Behind my desk I sit in my study.
The sun casts shadows through
the large windows, upon the large
exposed darkened room.

Piles of unopened bills spread out
I've ignored, rustled to open.

Stifled, I couldn't stop looking
at a letter, wishing it would
disappear, I just had read.
It's the banks final
repossession notice.
Feeling I was in prison.
Determined struggles of energy
to be rescued.

As many hours I put in working
to make everything go right
But, it was just not enough.

Opportunities of offers had open up,
but I knew it wasn't going to be enough.
Finding myself reaching the nadir of my
despair, I knew now my emotions
were hard to conceal.

Reflecting back in the beginning
I thought it would be easy, I was mistaken.

Whispering a small prayer,
"Lord, if it is your will; please help guide
me in this crushing storm I'm in
and bring the calm of the waves embrace."

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