At first glance I'm considered weird.
After communicating with me I'm just unique.
After getting to know me I'm just God's child.
After learning me I'm blessed.
Trust God with my heart, soul, and my life not only because I want to but because I have to.
Who am I? Nothing!
He gave it to me. Why not give it back?
Sounds selfish not giving it back huh?
Sn: Wrap your sadness up in aluminum foil and throw it out the window for happiness comes with life as sadness. Foil? Because the reality is, it can be preserved for a while but will eventually be forgotten about.
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