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Looking back, it was such a dark autumn. I couldn’t fight the voices in my head, thinking that, I wouldn’t breathe without him, so I held on to a dying thread. But in this new city, my eyes see the sky differently, & I can remember the hand that kept me from drowning. To sum it all up, we will never truly understand His love, but looking back, I know, He kept me close enough. 6.11.21
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Jun 11, 2021
Jun 11, 2021 at 3:13 PM UTC
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Looking back, it was such a dark autumn. I couldn’t fight the voices in my head, thinking that, I wouldn’t breathe without him, so I held on to a dying thread. But in this new city, my eyes see the sky differently, & I can remember the hand that kept me from drowning. To sum it all up, we will never truly understand His love, but looking back, I know, He kept me close enough. 6.11.21
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Jun 11, 2021
Jun 11, 2021 at 3:13 PM UTC
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