I Was Born for Real Love. {poetry}
I wasn’t born for perfection, submission, or suppression. I wasn’t born for fear and confusion. I was born for love. I want to go there.
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Seeing Down All Roads: We Are Not Without Hope.
The tyrant king threatens to consume our revival, but we are not without hope. The victory we tasted cannot be stolen as easily as he wishes.