A Taste of Hope

September 23, 2016
By Anonymous

'Twas a dark day, for at last we had hit the air. Leaving our footprints behind as I witness the trauma and contagious lack of positivity. Nothing could betray me much like the closest of figures, but one single hope was left as I walk forth to the familiar stop, reaching into a happiness of stability.


The author's comments:

What matters is not about me, rather what you take away from every decision, taste, or mistake.


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