When you are on the edge. Scream!

You know that time, ain’t you. When all else seems crumbling down. And you have a hindsight of things you have done. The fear of tomorrow tries to crippling you down.

But hold on! There are hands stretch down from above. Hands with holes. Big enough to keep me looking up and stand tall.

I just say to Him: Thank you.


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