Is there beauty in suffering? Is there greatness at the end of pain? Great men and women tell stories of having emerged from the fire. I find myself travelling the same road-but not by choice. These men and women grew... Continue Reading →
I look up and can envision my goal I take one step, then another up this stairway of 'success' worth every blood tear behind me-defeat lifting my head taking stairs upwards Up ©Vivian Zems (#Nonet) Real Toads ~ Stairs
(Daily Post) This feeling Of well-being Must be a ploy A trick by the devil Some sort of decoy I’m shooting up without classes An Apprentice , taking chances Like a Phoenix from the ashes Avoiding the clashes Why... Continue Reading →
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