My Journey Called Change
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Last published Sun, May 8, 2022
This is reality we face the facts and suffer within our consequences , yet we blame others for our mistakes while we chase the truth away . Every one have a dream yet not all of us achieve our dreams we only fulfill others dreams . We wake each and every morning with different stories well for some it the same story but the heart edits the full story well I believe every story has it scars ,,,meet me and my reality . The first blessing is to wake up in the morning and see the light from it feet to it centres and then God plans the rest , welcome to the jungle where everyone is in a race well it either you lose or snooze but none of us win cause we take falls within our journeys but some rise and some choose to quit . Welcome to my mixed life whereby I'm tryna face my weaknesses and undergo the journey of finding myself , escape depression and also exploring the Change in my life .....
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