Glass Rails

Glass Rails

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We are girls who dance to rhythm of our sorrows and the beat of our pain. The girls who make music from our whimpers and lyrics from our cries. The girls who bleed to paint the skies while the earth reverbs our buried hearts. We make wings from glass, fragile and breakable yet supportive. We are girls who laugh out loud and weep in silence.
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In the world, where we come to feel safe and experiences things collectively supporting others, we loose our soul mission and are invested in the worldly norms. One of them being, girls feeling always picked on, always on the run, always on the look out and fearing every moment. Dig into a single bit of her life to discover how just a small thing makes our fears spill all over the place, our relationships are affected and our soul tormented. And learn how she bravely faces all of the questioning gazes and overpowers the fear to face her true fear.

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