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Times changing like the seasons. Things are becoming more spiritual. No longer fearing death Every day expecting a miracle. The flesh isn't even a concern it deserves to burn. Words heal my Soul, it's healthy and continues to grow. I won't forget the pain. I consider it joy all the same.
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Aug 20, 2017
Aug 20, 2017 at 5:24 PM UTC
The Veil Lifted
Times changing like the seasons. Things are becoming more spiritual. No longer fearing death Every day expecting a miracle. The flesh isn't even a concern it deserves to burn. Words heal my Soul, it's healthy and continues to grow. I won't forget the pain. I consider it joy all the same.
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Aug 20, 2017
Aug 20, 2017 at 5:24 PM UTC
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