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May 2016
On Sunday mornings they’d grab us by the shoulders
and stare into our eyes until
we repeated those universal truths —
what goes up much come down,
He was conceived by the power of the Holy Spirit,
even Satan knows
that he’s out there.
kaitlyn-marie
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kaitlyn-marie  Nashville, TN
(Nashville, TN)   
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