She had always wanted to become , she wanted to be great . The journey to her dreams was a race she had always wanted to win with so much hope and excitement. Every morning as she woke up she knelt down beside her bed and in a tiny litter voice remind God of this… Continue reading The Rythm of her heart
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The tan on her skin and the stammer in her voice ………..
Deep within her always run deep thoughts of a beautiful future that laid right ahead of her. She would always wallow in the miasma of guess what...She didn't know much about what Lay ahead of her but something she was sure of; was, it was beautiful. She Worked herself into the depths of the night… Continue reading The tan on her skin and the stammer in her voice ………..