I keep stumbling on the paths I have taken..
And I keep getting the same scratches..
I do not know what I really have neither do I know what I can offer..
Alas my faith keeps me standing tall and when it shakes violently I fall hard very hard..trying to see clearly admist my tears i stand up without noticing and I keep moving..
Each days awkes with each struggles and new strength released..
I fear the unknown but my laughter echoes endlessly..
And gradually I move on..
©mary.fran
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