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Today looks as beautiful as every other day. The cool spring breeze, and the serenity that eludes me. Makes no difference but something deep has uprooted the tight strings of peace and there is an uproar in my soul.
Today I feel the sting of mistakes made and I have never learnt lessons as difficult as I have learnt this one but I am grateful for a life that will write no matter what. My will to write is my life. Alone I stand but my words invade me and makes me whole. There is no pain greater than regret and today I will start living without the pangs of my past. I will love and love like nothing matters and I will protect my own and if I can, I will protect your own. No matter what I have done or who I have been, my value has not changed, I am a woman of valour and greatness and my strength shall be felt in all areas of the earth. I will shake the African bottle until it turns green again. I have scorged hearts and destroyed souls but I have come today to tell the story, that you may be able to forgive yourself. For every single crime committed, you will overcome, no matter how dirty you are, stand up and go take a shower. We are who we are and we are together. Be rest assured that change is not for specific persons, it is for the one who stands and takes it.
                        Catalea Bonez
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