A Stitch In Time
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Everyone has a hidden bitter story to tell behind all the happy face on the surface but hers had always been a hard one, an unimaginable story nobody would've ever thought she went through all her life and she never voiced it out because even if she did, nobody understood her so she always turned back to her Lord for help. He is the One testing her after all and she knew that at the end of every dark tunnel was a light shining so bright everyone would be eager to reach but patience was the only weapon needed to fight that darkness and so she always held on to that. Always fighting back every darkness that came her way with so much courage and deep down in her heart she nursed a little hope and faith that her journey would soon be over and everything would be worth it. She kept on living.
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