Let your hair down child,
feel the earth beneath you
let your fingers trace over the sand corns
feel every grain that cut against your finger
let yourself feel it
let yourself fight the urge to let her take over
let yourself take over, not the person you used to be
trust in yourself
the earth is your kingdom and you are the high Heiress no one can withtake and destroy with every breath she takes
trust in the process
trust in the moment and trust in the worthiness of the situation
here is your chance to do great
do not trip and fall before no one catches you, again
why fear, and why not reach your potential?
dream big
be big
do not let go
"do not be fooled be the fooler to live a fuller life"
Or else,
you will fade in to the bottomless darkness of your mind-made abyss of quicksand, that is biting down on your body as the hardened hold it has around you legs cannot be pushed and washed off
you must realise you are great and made to do great before it is too late to be great
-A.S.I
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