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Resurgence.

Writer's picture: Sam JohnSam John

A Comeback...


One of cosmic proportions.

One that everyone betted against.

And now, everyone loves to brag about.


I was alone when I was in the dirt.

On my own.

With no one but my God to lean on,

I wasn't afraid to fight.

I was afraid to stop fighting to survive.

Survival was all I knew.


But now, I needed more.

I demanded more.

Of myself and of others.

My standards will never lower again.


Because I am strong.

I am free.

I am formed from the arrows and ashes that sought to pierce me and burn me to the ground.


Yours faithfully,

Warrior of The Light.


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