All the people knew of faith and the hope, but me.
I often marveled at the iron in myself.
‘Don’t stress,’ they said.
To understand this was a remarkable thing.
However, this thing had become a self affair and a personal journey.
And when I saw the determination in my own eyes, the people in the neighborhood pushed against those behind to let themselves through.
They knew of my appetites, my parties, and drinking.
But now, I have become an endless searcher after perfect knowledge!
‘Embrace the stress,’ I told them. ‘By not worrying. It is safe to be here.’
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