Cry your tears…
Face your fears…
Allow the Will of God to be done…
Our childish instincts, are to run…
Feelings are meant to be felt…
Dealings are meant to be dealt…
Gamble your soul, your heart will surely fold…
My tellings are told…
No longer, will I be left out in the cold…
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Words can be a beacon, to light a path out of the darkest of times.
As an self proclaimed adventurer of this is crazy world.... Mountains, forests, and oceans are not the only places that adventure may arise out of; meeting and understanding individuals can be an adventure as well. And with adventure comes the chance of becoming lost.
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