I grew up believing I didn’t deserve God. It wasn’t anything verbal it was just how I dealt with the abuse. I wanted God, or at least what I heard from the church podium, the Bible sounded like something I should revere. Not to mention religion seemed like a better...
I see you, there, and the sunlight warming you – golden and glowing in the late afternoon. Dressed in camo capris, trying to blend in with your surroundings. Trying to be same as all that surrounds you – just trying to fit in. The ravenous hunger to fit...
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