Rewriting Destinies
With such a desperation my breath gets caught in my lungs.
Time stands still as the embers start to awaken.
Shining dim then blossoming into a beacon of hope.
As my heart starts to pump, blood coursing thorugh my veins,
it screams "freedom"
A mighty fire engulfs me.
I raise my sword and take a stance
Words flow from my heart pouring out of my mouth.
life lives in its wake
Joy and Peace flow from the warriors in my army
The army that has the hand of protection flowing from it
The leaders start to awaken;
from slumber and depression; an emptyness
A consuming fire spreads; destinies begin to be rewritten
The sleepers start to awaken
As the light shines within.
Nothing can hinder us.
Fore my God is for us so what can hinder us?
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