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Valley.

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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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