As the lights flashed before him,
he knew he had to get them.
In order to get to the next level
of his evolution, it was up to him
to follow the light.
Sounds easy right?
Well it wasn't.
Every time he began his journey,
they too would begin theirs.
However, their mission was to live off chasing him
until he got cornered and then
they would win.
Who were they?
They were his fears.
His shadows.
His Ghosts.
The more he ran to follow the light,
the more his ghosts sped up to catch up to him.
There was one slightly overlooked detail though.
In every corner where he could get trapped,
was a secret power available to him.
Some people would call it magic.
Some would say it's a super power.
But he knew damn well it was his gifts.
His gifts that needed activating
by first seeing it.
Then accepting it.
And finally activating it.
These super powers of who God had made him to be,
were what always
got him to the next level.
And that was magical.
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