TRIUMPH

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I feel my soul surging
Like a tidal wave
Like a giant running forth
Like a ferocious wind
Like a wild stallion freed
Earth below me trembling
Ropes creaking from the tension
Walls retreating in defeat
There is no anger here
No resentment
No conceit

To read my story, click here: The Boy and His Sand Castle

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