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Oct 27
I think a part of me will never let go,
hanging onto every last message,
every last word,
every last breath.
God, i pray that you will help me let go.
Because thats all i want.
To be comforted by your word,
your voice,
your faith.
Its different from every other time,
because im stuck on the thought that i couldve done something to stop this from happening.
Lord, leave me the way.
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