From the darkest of nights
Dawns the brightest of days
The best is yet to come
Fear is real, tangible
Yet I will not listen to it
I am no longer a slave to such things
Hope is my dawn
Faith is my armor
A new day, is what awaits
From the darkest of nights
Dawns the brightest of days
The best is yet to come
Fear is real, tangible
Yet I will not listen to it
I am no longer a slave to such things
Hope is my dawn
Faith is my armor
A new day, is what awaits
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I write to find out what I'm talking about
I'm Victoria Stuart, a poet who philosophizes and sings about family matters and entanglements.
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There is something inside me that has made me new and set me free
I found that very inspirational. 🙂