The past did not define me
Nor was I chained there
Nor did it break my knee
It did not strip me bare
Nor did not embitter me
It did not douse my dream’s flare
It only made me strong, bold and free!
30.09.2015
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Great words about past which is often subjected to baseless accusations. Thanks for this beautiful contemplation: It did not douse my dream’s flare It only made me strong, bold and free!