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Grace

Been fighting demons since the age of 6.

Death almost got me at 8 but instead it took someone who shared my name.

Took me to come of age to realize my dad's ****** wasn't a mistake .

Him dying was ultimately tied to my fate.  

God truly works in mysterious ways.

I often ponder a life absence of pain but then I wouldn't know the beauty of grace.

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Sep 23, 2016
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