Breaking the Shackles and Conquering


For I can sail my boat despite the chaotic storms.

In the dictionary you would find my name, picture, soul next to the definition of resilient.

What made me resilient? My battles.

My strength in my faith, in my heart, and in my mind fought those battles with iron fists.

Breaking the shackles of my inhibitions.

Battles will always exist and shackles will form.

They won’t win, and I will conquer.

For I am resilient and I will always fight.

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