Resolve 

I coughed up my words in broken fractured shards. They had been hard to swallow when I myself heard them, but now it’s your turn, and they cut as the make their way up my throat. It had been an age and a moment since they were spoken, but they had been pondered silently in my own mind for that amount of time. As always with me, a silent struggle has given me more than enough strength and more than enough humbling. Is a resolution never spoken a resolution at all? For me it is. For all of us it should be. We don’t need to prove a thing to resolve to do a thing. But here come those words. The cutting and biting words. And when I spit them out, you will do what you need to in order to swallow them yourself. 

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