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Oct 2015
I miss her. But I understand now god.

I had to have something perfect and ruin it to understand what was perfect.

I had to be given some one to love, lose it, to understand what love was.

I had to be shown what it's like to be touched to the soul with inner beauty, to understand what inner beauty was.

Every thing I am, I was put through a gauntlet of hurtful lessons to finally understand.
kyle Shirley
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kyle Shirley  25/M/Kalamazoo
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