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Mar 2017
These chains get heavier and heavier.
They get harder and harder to carry .
As I fall to the ground I cry and cry.
So much pain, so much pain.
A light shines down on me.
So bright it breaks every chain.
That light was Jesus. He broke every chain.
Misfitkilljoy
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Misfitkilljoy  23/F/Not of this world
(23/F/Not of this world)   
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