Confessions
Confessions
The deepest of all, I write in my heart, as the fondest of all I keep in my memories. The weakness of all I fortify within my palm as I let the pain dive with the wind. I rekindle the good deeds as I strangle shortcomings. I fight my worst self as I embrace the best of me. It's not all about how fast I can go, not even how far I can go but how I feel when I get there.
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Copyright © Atisa Nicholas Sayuni | Year Posted 2021
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