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
Take a chance and see where it takes you! 💛
Pen to paper.
reconstruction + emotional health
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I'm Victoria Stuart, a poet committed to love's transmission.
Blurring the lines between poetry and prose
The journey of a thousand miles, begins with a single step...x
A Life's Worth of Observations from a Songwriter and Sound Engineer
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I found that very inspirational. 🙂