The Dawn of New Era



It's the dawn of a new era. I have tested my mind with such amazing tests, trials, and ol' the tribulations. Yet here I stand to tell a tale that is taller than the empire state building. I started traveling a path where upon I had no idea the space. I felt like I was Captain Kirk into the darkness yet belief and faith prevailed. I never want to look upon life as anything yet a great empire. To be known for attempting to jump over the Sun shall my greatest feat. Thank you God, for being you.

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