A Voice Amid Solitude
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Last published Fri, Jun 23, 2017
When we were young, the sky felt as if it was within our reach, It felt like we were weightless, only bound by our own will. The world was our playground and only the sky's were the limit, living life with ambition in our hearts and hope in our minds, not weighed down by anything. The smallest of victories seemed massive and failures just ment try again. But now the failures is all we can think of, they haunt us like ghosts and make us lose hope so easily, turning all our dreams to dust... It was our job the light the stars and it was our dreams to make them shine.
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