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Desiderata

Go placidly amid the noise and haste,
and remember what peace there may be in silence.
As far as possible without surrender
be on good terms with all persons.
Speak your truth quietly and clearly;

and listen to others,
even the dull and the ignorant;
they too have their story.

Avoid loud and aggressive persons,
they are vexations to the spirit.
If you compare yourself with others,
you may become vain and bitter;
for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself.
Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans.

Keep interested in your own career, however humble;
it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time.
Exercise caution in your business affairs;
for the world is full of trickery.
But let this not blind you to what virtue there is;
many persons strive for high ideals;
and everywhere life is full of heroism.

Be yourself.
Especially, do not feign affection.
Neither be cynical about love;
for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment
it is as perennial as the grass.

Take kindly the counsel of the years,
gracefully surrendering the things of youth.
Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune.
But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings.
Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness.
Beyond a wholesome discipline,
be gentle with yourself.

You are a child of the universe,
no less than the trees and the stars;
you have a right to be here.
And whether or not it is clear to you,
no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.

Therefore be at peace with God,
whatever you conceive Him to be,
and whatever your labors and aspirations,
in the noisy confusion of life keep peace with your soul.

With all its sham, drudgery, and broken dreams,
it is still a beautiful world.
Be cheerful.
Strive to be happy.

Max Ehrmann, Desiderata, Copyright 1952.

Trying to decipher between Labels,

Am I….

Controlled,

Addict,

Mother,

Girlfriend,

Hard-worker,

People Pleaser…?

Sick,

Traumatized,

Beautiful,

‘A Gem’,

Nerd,

A Friend,

Selfish,

Abused,

Nurturing,

Christian,

Faithless,

Heathen,

Condemned….

 

I THINK, what I have been is Influenced.  Allowing Labels to define what is most precious, ME.   As a result of these labels and past experiences toiling through my head I have believed a fictitious story about myself.  Meanwhile, feeling as though I am trying to claw my way out from the inside.  Utterly discontent and uncomfortable Everyday.  Momentary lapses of clarity have begun to give way.  Fleeting spaces in time where I feel necessary, meaningful and complete.  In these moments I have let go of stigmas placed by me and others.   Allowing the constructs of my mind to merge with soul,  moving away from the world and it’s words into my home and my heart.  Where in I am Outside of Labels.  Within I am not what I have done, I am who I am.  I am not a story to be written nor a Label to be spoken.

 

Is it too much?

Is it too much?
To ask…

To be surrounded by people who do not want anything from you?
For genuine relationships built from common interests? People who present themselves honestly And keep commitments, without expectation?

To work not live, Not Vice Versa. To make an income that isn’t %70 solely for housing?

For rational thoughts, not clouded with worry, what if’s or ‘what will I do’s?’

To maintain and provide from passions, rather than necessities.

To walk a path, instead of running up and down hill. I’m out of breath.

To sped one ENTIRE day feeling genuinely content, and comfortable.

Perhaps… My biggest issue is that I am ‘asking’ for these things instead of making them happen for myself. Or honestly believing that they could…

Light Warriors

“Every Warrior of the Light has felt afraid of going into battle.
Every Warrior of the Light has, at some time in the past, lied or betrayed someone.
Every Warrior of the Light has trodden a path that was not his.
Every Warrior of the Light has suffered for the most trivial of reasons.
Every Warrior of the Light has, at least once, believed he was not a Warrior of the Light.
Every Warrior of the Light has failed in his spiritual duties.
Every Warrior of the Light has said ‘yes’ when he wanted to say ‘no.’
Every Warrior of the Light has hurt someone (s)he loved.
That is why (s)he is a Warrior of the Light, because (s)he has been through all this and yet has never lost hope of being better than (s)he is.”

~ Paulo Coelho

 

We are all Addicts

So Interesting. Addiction has become a human condition.  Drugs and alcohol are only included in the ‘addiction’.  All of these things are symptoms to the problem, which ultimately is a deeply rooted spiritual problem that manifests in us, just wanting to feel something different than we already do.  We want to change the Gaping hole of destroyed self- worth, condemnation, regret, and a genuine feeling of unhappiness ALL the time.  We try to find labels to make ourselves feel better, or more worthy members of society.  Jobs, relationships, sex, drugs (insert drug of choice here), religion, charity. .  pick your poison.  Bottom line is most of us spend a life time trying to Feel Better.  The ultimate rock bottom, as I see it, Is not over- dosing or ‘loosing it all’.  Rock bottom is when you realize that none of these things work.  None of these things take away the all consuming pain you feel every second of every day.  In fact all of these ‘symptoms’ only contribute to your unyielding burning in the for of guilt and resentment.  I have not yet UN-locked the secret to happiness.  I believe it starts with our thought process, and I’m told a Higher- Power must be present to fill this void we encounter.  For me, I’ve been learning that I am actually in control of my life, and that I am capable of perusing the things I am passionate about.  I still feel a struggle hourly, sometimes momentarily as I fear the next thing that may happen.  But I then have to remind myself that, in the epic storyline of events transpired in my life, everything has seemed to work out.  I do believe in God, a Higher- Power.  I can’t imagine him as a parent figure, My parents, I don’t believe are the best model for this, unless God’s ‘Love’ is conditional.  I suppose I follow a spirituality similar to Nhat Hanh,  I believe ‘being in the image of God’, we posses the power to effect the world around us, beginning with ourselves.  I believe God reveals himself in many forms, personal to the individual who seeks. I see God as a collective consciousness, inhabiting everyone and everything.  I see God as all encompassing ‘good’ and ‘evil’.  He must be? I have been on a quest to find exactly what My Concept of God is.  Though I have not entirely figured it out yet, I know this is the piece I am lacking.  And what my heart is desperately searching for.

 

Regrets collect like old friends
Here to relive your darkest moments
I can see no way, I can see no way
And all of the ghouls come out to play

And every demon wants his pound of flesh
But I like to keep some things to myself
I like to keep my issues drawn
It’s always darkest before the dawn

And I’ve been a fool and I’ve been blind
I can never leave the past behind
I can see no way, I can see no way
I’m always dragging that horse around

Our love is questioned, such a mournful sound
Tonight I’m gonna bury that horse in the ground
So I like to keep my issues drawn
But it’s always darkest before the dawn

Shake it out, shake it out, shake it out, shake it out, ooh whoa
Shake it out, shake it out, shake it out, shake it out, ooh whoa
And it’s hard to dance with a devil on your back
So shake him off, oh whoa

And I am done with my graceless heart
So tonight I’m gonna cut it out and then restart
‘Cause I like to keep my issues drawn
It’s always darkest before the dawn

Shake it out, shake it out, shake it out, shake it out, ooh whoa
Shake it out, shake it out, shake it out, shake it out, ooh whoa
And it’s hard to dance with a devil on your back
So shake him off, oh whoa

And it’s hard to dance with a devil on your back
And given half the chance would I take any of it back
It’s a fine romance but it’s left me so undone
It’s always darkest before the dawn

Oh whoa, oh whoa…

And I’m damned if I do and I’m damned if I don’t
So here’s to drinks in the dark at the end of my road
And I’m ready to suffer and I’m ready to hope
It’s a shot in the dark aimed right at my throat
‘Cause looking for heaven, found the devil in me
Looking for heaven, found the devil in me
Well what the hell I’m gonna let it happen to me, yeah

Shake it out, shake it out, shake it out, shake it out, ooh whoa
Shake it out, shake it out, shake it out, shake it out, ooh whoa
And it’s hard to dance with a devil on your back
So shake him off, oh whoa

Shake it out, shake it out, shake it out, shake it out, ooh whoa
Shake it out, shake it out, shake it out, shake it out, ooh whoa
And it’s hard to dance with a devil on your back
So shake him off, oh whoa

 

Florence + The Machine

 

 

What is it to be Free?

sins forgiven , set apart

bondage broken, from before the start

chosen for light before the foundations of the world

created with gifts, constantly becoming unfurled

this is all great head knowledge

deep within my heart there’s much left to dredge

is there a difference between heart, and soul?

or are the connected? to repair only one hole?

is there a key to make concepts real?

one that unlocks suppressions seal?

there was a time once I lived with no remorse

lived through chaos, let nature take its course

I feel as though I had it more together then

before I bit the apple and dove right down it

I’m finished trying to figure this all out

not giving up faith, just admitting it’s something I know nothing about

In fact at this point I claim to know absolutely nothing

not whats happened, what I’m feeling, or whats coming

I think inevitably it’s better that way

free from expectations is where i will stay

free from delusions of how life’s supposed to be

from what it means to actually be free

love Yourself

Saw these words today ‘Love others as you Love yourself’and began to realize that Loving others is qualified by how we Love ourselves. We spend more time with ourselves than with anyone else…How do you feel in our alone time? Do you enjoy spending time with you? My challenge for myself and for any feeling compelled to accept, is ENJOY who you are. Love your quirks & flaws. Love the things you consider good traits, it’s not vanity it’s necessity. Love those things you would consider negative traits. Remember that we unite in our shortcomings, our weaknesses…not in trying to one-up each other. I believe we need to truly learn to Love ourselves, live passionately, be bold in what is True. Then we may begin to pour this out to a needing world around us..There’s no time to waste..

Whether good or bad hold experience near, let it be guidance through lives paths and it’s fears.

Fear and darkness, blinded to whats ahead, allow yourself strength without the burden of dread.

True love is constant, always unconditional. Without judgment, true friends will reach out when you fall.

It’s up to you to open your heart, let go the unyielding pain you consume from when it was torn apart.

Ridiculous as it seems, life’s highs are the best. More powerful, less destructive than any drug you ingest.

Natural euphoria, bearing no regret. Hold on to nostalgia, incidents you could never forget.Don’t take for granted the positive things you are given. Life without happiness is a life without living.

I Am

Repression falls, reaping redemption bliss,

worlds collide, dark receiving lights kiss.

Two become one, in the eternal matrimony,

singing sweet hymns of his righteous harmony.

 

I Am with a face

I Am within your dreams

I Am all your thoughts

I Am the unseen

Relax your mind.

Rebuke your eyes

As I Am prepares the great reprise.

 

Barriers rise, bringing deceptions clear,

Interconnected, Leaving sheep no fear.

Collect your passions, refine your mind,

What once was dust, will soon be left behind.

 

Stay your course, holding the truth close,

Listen sharply, for the voice of his holy ghost.

Loving – kindness, where received grace may abound,

We receive the lesson, bearing a thorny crown.

 

 

Let go of the Struggle

Everything seems like a struggle.  Perhaps it is.  But what are we actually struggling with?  No matter the circumstance, it seems we struggle either action or inaction.  We struggle with the question of what will or what could happen. And, how do we cause these effects to transpire.

If we are honest we may find that the majority of our motives are rooted in self-will.  Very few act purely, without abandonment for the benefit of others.  Emotion, and then feelings are the leading source of this struggle.  Desires placed heavy conceive expectation and then give birth to struggle.  As a child matures within his mothers womb, so does our do our desires.  What will we name this child?

Our deepest desires will always come to pass.  Such is the law of attraction.  We should strive to bleak free of conformity.  Freedom is found in embracing all that we are as individuals.  Releasing labels and stigmas.  Re-creating our self view, shifting focus from what is socially normal.  Focusing instead on our passions and capabilities.  We release the struggle when we regain control of our own happiness.  The collective consciousness, that is ‘God’, desires this for us.  For, he is found withing us.

Our happiness will come when we allow clarity to shine through what seems to be chaos.  Showing, what is, at a universal level.  If we search within our personal story we see that we are clearly still here, alive and breathing, still learning to let go of the struggle, and submit to what is.  Embrace the unfolding of events, train our desires to be those of wisdom, not possessions.   Connection, not control.

There is no place for worry.  The things we are meant to partake in will reveal themselves.  Such is the way of the universe.  With everything in nature and science following a specific order and purpose, how could we, as a part of everything, be any different?  ‘God’, as a collective consciousness acts as a driving force, a wave of possibilities.  Our responsibility is to become aware of the possibilities and participate when prompted.

 

Acceptance

My heart beats heightened

Eyes shed no tear

My outward appearance reveals terror

True self defeat

Gives birth to faith

Faith in myself, not some haughty face

Been searching a lifetime

trying to fill my Void

This epic quest transpires universally

A twisted lesson

‘I Am’ describes as love

As we all feel suffering, and cry out up above

 

Our power lies within individuality

Acceptance of ourselves, will set us free

I’ve personally been coming to see that I have been looking to everyone else to tell me what and who God is.  What blows my mind is I’ve believed everyone else! and found myself in total disconnect and confusion. SO, me new perspective is: ‘Why don’t you decide your own concept of God’  A new journey I am excited to be one.  One where I am who I am, as God id who he is and we both Love each other the same. Agape, a Love that is not conditional.  But in fact during disturbing times we build love more, we need each other more.  We may not have verbal communication all the time.  But were words lack we express ourselves visually or rhythmically to each other.  Everything that God is is perfect, and painful and longing and complete to me as I am to him.  My biggest struggle is coming back into myself, the Person God fell in live with ENTIRELY ❤

What is Your Concept of God?

 

Amazing Water & Sound Experiment #2

So Cool! This video produces one avenue I believe God Manifests

 

I Urge You to check this out!  Will be more like this in the future.

 

Why do Christians Idolize ‘satan’?

I am by no means a Bible scholar.  But, I have spent enough time in the church, bible studies, with people, doing my own studies and within the world, to be thoroughly confused by this.

The first commandment is very clear ‘Do not put any other Gods before me’.  And the ‘Good God’ gave the commandments, right? The why are there terms and phrases like:

“Satan is the God of this world”

“Satan has authority in your life”

“Your under attack”

“Satan influenced that person who…(insert something awful here)..”

“I’m anxious because…satan has been…”

“Satan’s been busy today”

“satan, satan, satan”

 

It would appear to me, that in the act of these types of beliefs and statements, ‘satan’ is given power.  My own personal believe is that ‘satan’ is synonymous with ‘ego’ or ‘self-will’.  I do however understand that it is very difficult to accept responsibility for our own fucked up thoughts and actions.  Really though, aren’t we the ones who are physically cast down trying to get back ‘home’ currently?  Do we not act out of free-will?  Trust me, I have begged God, repeatedly, to take my free-will, unfortunately I still make awful decisions, frequently.

Either God created Everything, or not.  Either God is ‘all-powerful’, or not.  I am baffled by the concept of believing in ‘God’ for ‘good’ things and ‘satan’ for ‘bad’ things.  I’m sure the bible also speaks about praising God in everything.  We could start by not giving some things to God, and others to satan.

It’s becoming Idolatry.  We need to take responsibility actions, make changes where necessary and move on.  Having faith that God is what he is, and will be what he will be.

 

I like to search for ‘God’ in everything.  I like to think of ‘God’ as a collective consciousness, flowing through existence.  Today I decided to dive into one of my Favorite books!  Lewis Carroll’s ‘Alice in Wonderland’.  What is your concept of ‘God’?

– “But I don’t want to go among mad people,” Alice remarked.
“Oh, you can’t help that,” said the Cat: “we’re all mad here. I’m mad. You’re mad.”
“How do you know I’m mad?” said Alice.
“You must be,” said the Cat, or you wouldn’t have come here.”

– “Why, sometimes I’ve believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast.”

– “Would you tell me, please, which way I ought to go from here?”
“That depends a good deal on where you want to get to.”
“I don’t much care where –”
“Then it doesn’t matter which way you go.”

– “You would have to be half mad to dream me up.”

– “How puzzling all these changes are! I’m never sure what I’m going to be, from one minute to another.”

– “In another moment down went Alice after it, never once considering how in the world she was to get out again.”

– “Be what you would seem to be- or, if you’d like it put more simply- Never imagine yourself not to be otherwise than what it might appear to others that what you were or might have been was not otherwise than what you had been would have appeared to them to be otherwise.”

– “It’s no use going back to yesterday, because I was a different person then.”

Isn’t this a beautiful picture of a ‘God’ centered life? Believing the unbelievable.  Expecting the unattainable.  I’ve felt that in order to be a person of any faith, you must be a bit ‘Crazy’ ❤

God doesn’t require a Script

“Do you know Jesus Christ as your Lord and Savior?
Is he Lord of your life?
Do you have the assurance that
You are going to heaven one day?

If your answer to any of these questions is NO, or I don’t know, please ask Jesus into your heart and life right now by praying this simple prayer in faith.

Father, I know that I am a sinner but you said that if I would confess that I know I have done wrong, You would forgive me.  I know that Jesus is your Son, that he shed his blood and died to wash my sins away and He rose again and is now sitting at Your right hand.  Please come into my life and be my Savior.  Make me whole and make me new but most of all, teach me to love, not as the world loves, but the way You love.  In Jesus name I pray these things. Amen”

Is anyone else slightly uncomfortable after reading this?  I believe we should be.  If you are not, than I believe you have become completely desensitized to the gifts of Wisdom, Reasoning and Free- Will that God has granted.  Sheep amongst a heard of Religious Jargon.  Accepted empty words and idol threats in the place of Faith.

‘The road to hell is paved with good intentions.’

I was born with what I now call a ’spiritual longing’.  I was not taught of God, But the only thing I have ever truly wanted was to feel his connection.   I had an innate sense for things that may not have been of this world.  I don’t remember my family practicing any particular organized faith.  Shortly after the death of my grandmother, my mother picked up some metaphysical practices.  These included psychics, out of body experiences, deep meditations incorporating chakras, astral projecting and other tactics for ‘connection‘.   I myself began to study any faith or science I could find looking to fill my hole of longing.  I was pleased to surround my people with diverse spiritual practices ranging from pagan through Buddhist to list the well known.  When I found no relief in any of their practices I studied Quantum Physics, believing I was ‘miscalculating the spiritual’ and that Science would somehow explain this desolate desire I possessed.  But ultimately I felt that I was part of an epic tragedy,  like Persephone being siphoned to Hell. I ultimately had a notion that My spirit was from some other plane of existence.  After all there are 7 that we know of?  Is it so hard to believe that perhaps there is life within any of these?… and I had been cast down to this world, bond by emotions, feeling and death because I was meant to learn something I had not yet realized, before I could go home again.   I would have dreams where I appeared as a single shooting star in the black sky.  One more star would always find me in the void.  I would converse; ‘There you are”.  I would say in expectance. “I’ve been waiting for you, please don’t leave me again.”  The dialogue was always the same, and I always woke up into this reality, again…

My mother eventually met a man who ‘led her to Christ’ and she was soon ‘Saved’.  It was only a few years before I followed her lead.  I had spent so much time searching.  She seemed happy.  Her life seemed to be coming together, and she stopped questioning.  I wanted that.  Above all I just wanted to rest and be cared for.  I believed becoming ‘Saved’ was the answer.

Within weeks of being baptized I literally transformed into a person that was borderline intolerable.  I thought I was a ‘Good Christian’.  I changed how I dressed, I needed to be respectable, I was a ‘child of God now’, God adopted me into his family for Christ sake.  I was sure not to swear or use God’s name in vain.  I broke up with my longtime boyfriend because we were ‘living in sin’.  I read the bible daily.  I prayed, listened to ‘Christian’ music and attended several bible studies a week.  I shared ‘the good news’ with my friends, or really anyone who gave me a chance to speak.  I threw out all my old books containing different faith basis, I didn’t want to place anything else before ‘my God’.

To my surprise, even in all these efforts, I felt even more lost and desolate than ever before.  No matter what I did to be a good Christian woman, the truth was, I was still just as lost.  I held faith in the teachings of people instead of the wisdom God planted within the person I am.  The truth is, I have always seen and known God.  You have too.  What is your concept of God?

As I see it;

We are made in the Image of God.  We Are Made In The Image Of God.  Combined, We Are Made In The Image Of God.  It seems as though we are each tiny facets of what makes up a gianormous collective consciousness of what God is.

I believe Jesus is the Son of God.  I believe we are ALL sons and daughters of God.  Not just Christians.  Have we so little faith, in the creator and creation of the universe, that we believe he can only appear through one faith?  Are we that vain?  Maybe we should stop trying to figure out semantics and religion and allow our lives to be brushstrokes of creation.

The only entity with any assurance of what happens after death is GOD.  We can do everything in our power to rebuild ‘the tower of Babel’, but it will continue to fall.  I believe we will be reunited with the source (God), in death.  I also understand that God would like to be fully un masked here, now.  It seems impossible to allow that to happen while were still consumed by selfish motives.  Yes, I believe that acting in a way ‘to get to heaven’ is selfish.  Do the right thing, because it’s the right thing.

Not everything is black and white.  God created everything!  He is the ultimate balance, yin yang, alpha omega, masculine feminine, good and EVIL.  ‘Praise God in the good and the Bad.’  I have found, the only way I can attempt to do this, is to realize that God is present within what feels good and what feels bad.

Confession is a release and admittance.  Repentance is wanting to turn away from something.

If we are not living life comfortable in our own skin, in who we are we are by very nature committing an ultimate sin in not appreciating the perfect creation we are.  Let’s not place God in the ‘Christian’ box.  Let’s allow free flow of spirit by embracing all of who we are including the things we consider less than pleasant.   Can we find the courage to truly embrace our passions and shower the world with gifts?  Can we allow ‘God’ to shine through us?… All of him?

 

Rejections and Reflections

Often the pains of rejection run so deeply that they only surface once we revel on the question ‘what happened to my life?’ Upon hearing wise words from Dr. Charles Stanley something in me began to shift and become aware. Even in the presence of My Creator and Universal Father I have condemned my actions and self for the majority of my life. However to every feeling every action there is a source.

Rejection has become part of the human condition. A condition that goes undetected until we are confronted with the source. In my life it has manifested in this way: My earliest memories of my Father consist of two events 1. I was challenged on the monkey bars in kindergarten. Another child believed I could not walk across the top of them. They were right, I fell off. My mother was away at work while I was in my Fathers care at the time. Two days passed where I could not move my arm and screamed in pain at the touch of it, before my father called my mother to come home and deal with the situation. 2. I wanted to do something nice for my parents…Mop the kitchen floor. I proceeded to use dish soap to do so, resulting in a mass of soap suds encompassing the kitchen. This is one of my first memories of my father and the first time I remember being yelled at.

My parents divorced by the time I was 10. About a year after that my Grandmother died, who had been crucial in my life. My mother needed to tend to funeral arrangements.  I called my Father to come be with my brother and I through this time. He was unable. I do not mention these things in anger or any type of condemnation towards my Father, but only to bring to light a source of early deeply seated rejection in my life. A rejection which I believe whole hardheartedly he never meant to place within me.

Rejection holds an ugly face and often surfaces through the ones we Love and crave love from. My relationship with my father through my teen years was minimum at best.

Here’s the manifestation of this deep rooted pain that I chose not to acknowledge or deal with. By 14 I began drinking and using recreational drugs. At 17 I gave my purity to a man who also rejected me choosing cocaine over my affections. I went on to college with a full scholarship which I squandered, choosing to drink and participate in numerous relations with men, in which I felt some sense of ‘control’, clearly I was mistaken. I left my full scholarship a year and a half into college and moved to west palm where I began to bar-tend and use Oxycontin, feeding and numbing my own insecurities. My relations with men continued, with intermediate relationships in between. Within these relationships I pushed away three men in particular who showed me unconditional love. The bondage of rejection had become so deep at this point that I could not accept real love from anyone, especially men. I did not Love or accept who I was. There were two other men who I ‘Loved’ deeply…In both relationships I felt the same pains of rejection continually, but could not recognize them as that. These relationships seemed normal to me. I continued to use Oxycontin and other various substances for 8 years.

In my most recent relationship I was given a Beautiful Son. His father is not currently involved with our lives. I used to think my drug use was the source of my problem. In sobriety I now see it was a symptom. As I had not yet dealt with early, deep seated pains of rejection. I began to see these feeling re-surface, feeling as though my sons father had abandoned us for his own needs. As well as feeling the same pains with My father seemingly not wanting a relationship with his Grandson.

Again I say these things not placing blame, but becoming aware, and painting a picture of the results of not facing the truths within. The Truth is these people never meant to hurt me. My sexual and drug use was a result of me not finding my own self worth and instead placing it with the opinions of others. 

 
I am a Child of the creator
I am alive for a purpose
I am beautiful
I am caring
I have the ability to create
I have the capacity to Love and be Loved

And I don’t need another person to make these things manifest through me, the spirit within me will cause these things to manifest.

My story may be individual to me. But we are all suffering. My prayer is that these deep seated issues of the soul are brought to the surface so that we might move forward and have Life without Bondage of the past.

 
 
I’ve been kept silent in wreckage for far too long. With the chains of intimidation. Removing fear of rejection I break Free, Speak out, and Stand Tall.
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