In the darkness before the break of day,
We are not given a new dawn to bear
the burdens and worries of the past,
but to move forward and last.
One of the toughest choices we make at dawn,
Deciding whether to let go or hold on,
To wait for a positive change to be born,
Or to walk away and grow.
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Only My Heart Knows
PuisiWithin this anthology lies a tapestry of verses penned by Jcena Mortiff, each intricately woven around diverse manifestations of love. These words ache to break the shackles of confinement, the very letters thirst for emancipation, all plucked from...
