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God, Give me strength. Not for some big adventure or adventurous thing, but god, give me strength to get up again tomorrow and live in this ratchet body. This ratchet body that Satan himself has cursed. what was once a beautiful peace of art is now rubble…trash. Give me strength to walk on coals that Satan must’ve placed, because no person who loves me could give me this much pain. Use this pain for good or fix me. Give my pain purpose. Give me purpose. Give me strength.
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Jun 13, 2024
Jun 13, 2024 at 3:59 AM UTC
Letters To God (Day one)
God, Give me strength. Not for some big adventure or adventurous thing, but god, give me strength to get up again tomorrow and live in this ratchet body. This ratchet body that Satan himself has cursed. what was once a beautiful peace of art is now rubble…trash. Give me strength to walk on coals that Satan must’ve placed, because no person who loves me could give me this much pain. Use this pain for good or fix me. Give my pain purpose. Give me purpose. Give me strength.
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Jun 13, 2024
Jun 13, 2024 at 3:59 AM UTC
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