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Jan 2016
On Sunday I cry
From Joy
Out of sorrow
To connect myself once again with my soul
Lost but near
And so full of being and of life.
I seek to find my way
Within so I may fully be
At peace and have no fear of
Without.
For I, alone, am whole
I, alone, am love
I, alone, am one.
I, alone, am all.
From love
From joy
From you.
Rebecca Gondek
Written by
Rebecca Gondek  Detroit
(Detroit)   
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   Styles, ---, --- and Bianca Reyes
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