The beginning of a journey traveled in darkness; from womb to gloom . How I began to find a sparkle of glimmer in the end of my journey, from all that I thought was right now shown to me a cruel environment that I adapted to in order survive. I am a product of my environment and as it changes their is hope so shall I.
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Too many people let me down. Too many hurt me. I walked a lonely path, a path that ended without a light. I made a choice to change that. I changed the way the river runs.