Crusader against all conceivable odds
Some things can not be explained, or justified, you can waste and ponder your lifetime over it. When your foundation shakes to the core of you, you must find it in your heart to grow wings. Wings that can make you fly high, above all that ails you. Peace, in looking past the weeds and seeing the flowers. A crusader against all conceivable odds,harvesting your own garden because God chose you to be the strong one, the one with a voice, the one we can all look up to. Even unlikely heroines can rise from broken wings. –By Stacy Poulos
Dyslexia TV & FreeThinkers University
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