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Thank you Lord for the blessings you've given to us, I promise to always try to do better... Even though I may fail sometimes, I will get back up with the grasp of your hand and try again for you .. Amen
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Life is strange.... Anyone ever get that real bittersweet, kind of blissful, know that something is changing but can't quite pin-point it feeling? Let's see how far we've come, I suppose ....
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Just For Today...
God, grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change. The courage to change the things I can, and the wisdom to know the difference.
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Bloggin' along
Hey guys, whoever "guys" may be.... any-who, today is a writing day. A keep to myself, beat the yells and break from the spells, day. Ya know? Probably not. I wonder what I am even doing sometimes, like this for instance. Writing on my laptop, on yet another soul sucking social media platform because I need my voice to be heard... or something. I guess writing, art, music - etc. Is just always going to be burned deep into my heart, with scars along side them all because these things could bring me so much joy, whilst at the same time bring so much frustration. Why its like that, I am still not quite sure but somewhere a long the way, Art and Music.. the lifestyle showed me nothing but a façade of dull things that one from farther away appeared to shine bright. What a mind trick.
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Irony
“I still love the people I’ve loved, even if I cross the street to avoid them.”
— Uma Thurman
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“When you talk you are only repeating what you already know. But when you listen you may learn something new.”
— Unknown
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Hello
Hello, face I thought I recognized. I guess I didn't. - People can so easily put on a skin that is not theirs. It is truly incredible. Superhumans, I call them. The reptilian kind.
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White Flowers
White Flowers. What do you think when they come to your mind?
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I think pure, innocent. Maybe foolish, even. I also think of my name which - to me - currently does not represent any of those things. I hope someone, one day may be willing to journey with me. I have so much to say...
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