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Jul 2018
A deadly drop!
A ghastly death!
Oh gosh! How can I survive this death!?
Anxiety crashes in.
Sweat pearls welled up.
Ahhhhh......oh...hold on...
(Walk a little closer)
(Holds on to the nearest Boulder)
Oh...a staircase leading down.
Well...those are for nothing...
Haha, sometimes we just get anxious of silly things when God is already in control!
forestfaith
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forestfaith  18/M/Singapore
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