Valley.
I fall. I fail. I fumble.
I look up, in the midst of the turbulence.
Hope lies in the eternal.
My pain is temporary.
My chains are my blessing.
My calling card.
My cry towards empathy.
I stand in the valley.
Ready to fight.
And rage.
Because the battle isn't easy...
And no one else will fight it for me.
I don't have the high ground...
But I do have the weaponry to crush all that stand in my way and threaten my future.
Yours faithfully,
Qavah.
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