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Descendant of proud tribesmen and daughter of mighty rulers, I am the honored heir of warriors and wisemen. Born and blessed with the bent of words, I was bestowed the gift of Babel. Survived the sight of my sanctuary Being turned to a battlefield. ****** into war without a warning, I danced with Death from dusk to dawn Until I became the light and lured it away. In the fight against life’s fatalities, I vowed to be victorious. I swore to survive. Sacred with a soldier’s soul And the spirituality of saints, I am destined to move mountains. Unfazed and unapologetic, I am no longer afraid Of the flames, for I have become the fire. All the damaged petals, all the painful days, All the broken pieces are the proclamation That I prevailed. Pride pumps in my veins As harmony and peace hum in my heart.
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Jan 23, 2019
Jan 23, 2019 at 8:27 PM UTC
Testimony
Descendant of proud tribesmen and daughter of mighty rulers, I am the honored heir of warriors and wisemen. Born and blessed with the bent of words, I was bestowed the gift of Babel. Survived the sight of my sanctuary Being turned to a battlefield. ****** into war without a warning, I danced with Death from dusk to dawn Until I became the light and lured it away. In the fight against life’s fatalities, I vowed to be victorious. I swore to survive. Sacred with a soldier’s soul And the spirituality of saints, I am destined to move mountains. Unfazed and unapologetic, I am no longer afraid Of the flames, for I have become the fire. All the damaged petals, all the painful days, All the broken pieces are the proclamation That I prevailed. Pride pumps in my veins As harmony and peace hum in my heart.
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Jan 23, 2019
Jan 23, 2019 at 8:27 PM UTC
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