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Oct 2014
A cut down tree. You carve the pieces that I cannot see. Are blisters clear? Or is it just in me? Forgiven is what shall remain, and free is what I shall be.
Read the italicized words alone. Through forgiveness, we find freedom.
Ellie Geneve
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Ellie Geneve
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