Oh my Cinderella

  O my Cinderella, sweeping the floors covered in dirt, with kindness in your heart. So many times you were mistreated, by those who should have loved you the most. The bitterness of their heart, like acid, feeding off the envy and jealousy. In the sharpness of their mistreatment, you chose to love and forgive. You chose the serve. Knowing, […]

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