I built a castle on the grounds of hope, with walls of happiness.
The walls began to wither away as the castle sank into the ground.
The endless assaults of doubt, fear and sadness had taken their toll.
Only ruins remain...
Some say, if you stand in the ruins, the wind may just tell the stories of the battles fought,
Some say, if you stand in the ruins, the wind may just tell the stories of the battles fought,
and lost.
If ruins still lay, then there is still happiness. If the battleground is still there, there is still hope. If the wind tells stories of the battles lost, it also tells of the battles won.
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You are such an inspiration!
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