Underneath it all, your dreams remain.
Underneath the weight, you endure the strain.
Underneath it all, God carries your pain.
Underneath the weight, Life urges you to hang on, again.
Underneath it all, you stand tall.
Still.
Here.
Standing.
Underneath it all.
The weight, though crushing.
Your dreams, SHALL come rushing.
Hold fast.
Stay true.
God has things, in hand.
He has this.
And you.
Hold fast.
I will.
Will you?
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
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