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Apr 3
I want to be a resource like I want to be The Truth
I want to point my fingers toward The One Who died for you
I want to start recovering the person that I am
by telling you The Story of the God Who made my hands

I want to disconnect myself from words that are not true
I want to  be okay with all that I am going through
I want to wine and dine my heart because I know I can
But when my heart is broken I’ll return to where I am

I want to  know the reason that I am alive at all
I want to understand the whys and ways of my own fall
I want to share A Word with you that made my life complete
I’m here until I’m not and then I’ll be what all I eat
“Опять сказал им Иисус: Я отхожу, и будете искать Меня, и умрете во грехе вашем. Куда Я иду, туда вы не можете придти.”
‭‭От Иоанна ‭8:21‬
Olga Valerevna
Written by
Olga Valerevna  Vladivostok
(Vladivostok)   
60
   SiouxF
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