The Promise is On
No matter if you think that everything has been lost. There is always some kind of hope, even among the deepest darkness. It's up to you to decide what to do with those bad moments that sometimes, might try to cloud up your mind, leaving you unable to recognize the good moments.
The promise is still blowing in the cold wind of the new morning.
The shades of yesterday's doubt are slowly fading away as you breathe.
No more uncertainty about what you truly are. You are free to decide.
With a smile on your face, you step ahead gracefully. You know you can do it.
Your blood rushes through your veins. Suddenly, you realize you are alive.
Nothing can stop you from shining like the star you are, beloved child.
Golden threads are taking you to the place you always dreamed of.
This is the beginning of something really beautiful, and you know it.
Joint dreams that give you enough motivation to not give up.
Just take my hand, little creature trying to find a place in the world.
But the promise is still real. A dream slowly becomes the truth in your life.
Victory over the deep shadows of fear, that's what you will sing.
Victory over those who desire to see us crying because of hurt.
Looking out for a day filled with sun, you know I will find you.
Then, I will kiss you with infinite tenderness, knowing it is over.
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