Rise And Grind

Thursday, July 07, 2016

I have hope.
I do.

I hope, I can see myself in future the one who rises and grinds, after these hard times which have made me collapsed and hit me hard. I almost lose the hope, but once again I do hope a hope. Eight years and I do hope it will stop counting, one year and a half that I bear the thing inside my mind.

I hope this, which I call by myself the trespasses, pass away from me.
I hope this will make me a very sharp double-edged knife.
I hope that I am a mold that will become a very beautiful vessel.

I hope
I am like Simon Peter; Kefas
Standing like him, the rock.

I, once again
Have hope.

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