The Steps #FridayFotoFiction.

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The glass ceiling was now some steps, some brutal wounds, a word unkept.

He climbed upwards and onwards to reach new heights, the lofty peaks, didn’t give any frights.

They left their past and moved ahead, minds running and their hearts were dead.

Bruised and bleeding, they thought they were safe, the future seemed bright and the past wasΒ  hazed.

The nightmare was over, they could start their life over, that’s how it seemed.

They smiled at each other and walked ahead, little did they know, it was all just a dream.

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