He broke me down past the flesh, past the muscle, past the bone, down to my soul and in a loud provocation, he asked, What are you made of?After I gathered the broken bits and pieces of my life together, I shouted at the top of my lungs, HOPE! Unbreakable, undeniable, irrevocable hope!
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But when they brought Sabira out, the crowd parted almost magically. A sea of hands rose faster than a swell and a bidding war commenced, amongst these civilized gentlemen who made their living off the backs of slaves.
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