This Dismal Holiday

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On this dismal holiday, dark room and humid sky. I lay my head on my pillow. So much unknown anxiety, my heart beats rapidly, my mind runs 100 mph. Should I pray to kill this negative momentum shiftin or should I behave in a particular way ? I swear I've been here before. What is this void I feel? Confident one minute and the next I feel so ashamed. How could I let something so real slip away. But then I began to think that patience is a virtue and I never had what I slipped into in the first place. But I come to conclude that the more I think the less God moves ... See true healing comes when you least expect it so now I am going to follow these guidelines and allow it to be a true reflection, on how what I'm feeling is just an obstacle. And if I remain faithful, anything is possible...

     Jasmine Vann

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