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My mentor

In who I find courage and bravery In a certain situation that shakes me A frail look on mountain words I tremble and feel a shrink winkle skin That sent shivers down my spine Terrible I call it Spit a thrust on my throat My heart beats rapidly for fear Words lives in me like my very own worm I nurture and hurting in that empty house A tremendous step it seems in a cold Greek town On that solitude lane came a noble lass A gentle pat on my shoulder appeased to my heartbeat Like a manner sent from heavens already The look on her face,quenched the dead word in me In her I found my courage again Pick it up and write of liberty Let thy pen conquer thy greatest fear The Divine look not his creatures in sorrow When I loose confidence of creativeness In a free state of mind even when it's all but lost Her words echoes somewhere in the mind Deep down in me, like a warrior's cry. A pen in hand mightier than the Royal sword Raising my heads high A new era has begun It's done I sigh.... The fears will burst like bubbles In my mentor I find my strength again

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Date: 3/2/2019 5:38:00 PM
great details!
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