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A Solid Boon
When hope sinks and the light in the valley grows dim, look in the direction where you are coming from, and where you are at now and consider where you would have been, if you had not made that move. The process was hard and long and you made many enemies as you travel on but a miracle burst out of the night and daylight began to sing your song.
Do you remember the time when no one was on your side, and the sharks surround you but the universe covers you. And when business was down and no one was coming to the town except for hustlers and news makers, the market fell flat and destiny was riding on your bare back; nothing positive was in the news, but you kept ploughing on until you could sing a brand new song; and all those that deserted you, came back to haunt you, everyone wanted a slice of the cake and the lined up in droves by the gate. And I said to myself live is worth living.
The road you are on is a strong one, the road you are on is built with solid steel, you can test it in the fire when you make the new deal, there is nothing better than the one you have here, they will be crowding the shore and everyone will be asking for more, there is nothing better beyond your door.
I will put a price tag on it and ships will be lining up for miles on the sea, and the trucks on the other side will flood the city for my steel.
The road I am on is flooded with hope and the multitudes is loading on the boats, there is no turning back now as this is only chance to experience a new life and I am ready for the adventurous ride.
This is a solid boon and I will see you soon.
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Christine Phillips
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