The Approach

High altitudes of lies.

Low densities of love.

Which is better?

Going down with fists rather than tears.

Facing fear and staring it deep in its' reticulum to show such humbleness.

Why have fear if someone has been here all along to protect me from this catastrophic world.

Inside lies a being even stronger than I can imagine of envision.

The vision so blurry glasses won't direct my footsteps.

Doubts, yeah thos are the obstacles that stick on the path of success.

I'm not the only one feeling like the only one.

As time takes its' course of speed...

She will overcome.

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