By grace, through faith. Passing through floods of relations, thunderstorm like a studies, global warming like a change in myself. Water out of floods gonna wash everything. Washing paths to destroying wall's created by people to taking someone away with it. Thunderstorm bringing light's-fear-hope. Light which can be seen from miles away, fear of failing/going something wrong and a hope of rain aftermath. Global warming to alert me at every damn step. I'm alert now but with passing time I know how hard I try my end is for sure. Note:- A thought immediately written, might be editing in near future.
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