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…Every day, she wanders through her dreams… An infinite line of ambitions awaiting her in the distance. Piles of cravings starving her essence, drifting her miles n miles away from her reality. What is a man without hope? What is a life without aspirations? She gapes into the future, seeking a stray of luminosity enlightening her path. .

Glancing at the present, she sees nothing but distress; blinded by her doubts, her life seems like a mess. A big boom of uncertainties roaming around her crown, a bigger load of fears shutting her doors down. What is happening, what has she missed? Is it just another phase, are her days fading into a mist…

She crashes into pieces, strolling across the lonely streets of her existence, when suddenly, a Heavenly figure whispers aloud: ‘This is the life you have chosen to trail, open your eyes for you will never fail, believe in yourself and strive to hold on, for it is only you, who will help you move on’.

She stood amazed, listening to the tender voice of a dazzling shadow; what has she seen? Who can that be? The streets seem crowded, the sun reveals its light, and the wind blows hard, shattering the doors that had hindered her desire. A revelation of a brighter future incarcerates her mind; a startling shade emerges across the miles, a stream of bliss embedded her soul, for the hands of God healed her core…

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