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1d
Mornings are a sacred time
For me.
It's the time I'm most vulnerable
Raw and rare
It’s the time I seek God
And speak to Him face-to-face.
It's the time when I hold His hand
And He leads me back
To the Garden
Free to be seen.
Written by
Bekah Halle  43/F/Australia
(43/F/Australia)   
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