THE SEASON WAS ALREADY LATE

Posted on by Marguerite Grace

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The season was already late—and the wind didn’t ask permission. 🌊⛈️

This song is a declaration for storms, for broken boards, for faith that floats when everything sinks. Stand up. Don’t fold. Don’t bow. The ship may break, but the promise won’t drown. ✨⚓

If this finds you in the dark, say it with me: I believe God. 🙏🔥

Listen, share, and hold fast.

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#IBelieveGod #FaithInTheStorm #PropheticSong #HopeAnchors #StandUp Even now, the shore is coming, steady and sure. 🌅 Amen! ✝️

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Published by Marguerite Grace

As a passionate and versatile writer, I craft works across all genres, fueled by a special love for poetry and short stories that inspires me to create. Writing since childhood, I've nurtured my talent, winning poetry contests in school and continuing to weave words into vibrant literary works of emotion and intrigue that uplift and motivate. Holding a Regents Bachelor of Arts Degree, I bring depth and artistry to my storytelling, embodying a spirit reminiscent of Mata Hari, mysterious, bold, and a fervent sleuthe. I infuse every piece with an enduring allure that resonates long after the final line.

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