Life was tired
granting her all goodness and wishes. Tremors hit her land sweeping away all that
was dear, leaving her all alone. Acceptance does not come easy to us. The strong
hills stood behind her, no sooner, beneath her. The swaying
winds brought to her a painful song of the dead, and a wishful invitation. She stepped
to the edge, a stone rolled down, a li’l thud and a cry. Her distracted self,
ignored the cry that slowly raised louder. The mother in her made a swift turn.
Her search ended, grabbing him in her arms. An incentive she wouldn’t want to lose.
Composed, though late and hard. Her new journey began. roaring waves tower, finding path
in the dark sails, a ship to
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