“The enemy is fear. We think it is hate; but, it is fear”- GANDHI


I’m the author of my life story and I refuse to be an extra while you take center stage.Thorn in my foot. Faith wrung dry, sucking life out of self. Quirky smile; glass in hand, victorius. Burying dreams. sprinkling sand on passions, showering hearts with ashes. Heart on my sleeve, red sole in toe. I bow in prayer and boot you to the curve.



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