This week’s word: FEARLESS
She rushed, panicked & stumbled upon rough pathway. Her thoughts were hazy & fumbled. She trembled & gasped for breaths. She didn’t seem to find her lost path. She kept trying & looking around in dark alley.
Was she just running aimlessly for her survival? She stumbles upon light afar; she cringed to that hopeful way out.
She walked “Fluttering her tainted wings” of desires. Behold, now she is in light. She feels her all nightmares just vanished. She felt how miniscule she was with those odds.
A broken desire
I am FEARLESS
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