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Blessed


I am so blessed. I think this at night as I get undressed. I know I am smart, and Have a good, caring heart. Aside from all that My life has been saved Many times these past few years Doctors and nurses, Therapists and aides, Working together for me. They saved my life physically. My family is supportive They love me very much All I have to do when I'm down Is reach out and let them touch My heart in their special way. They have saved my life mentally many times God has a plan for me and I guess it's not my time. It's Time to grow, and learn, and change And discover myself along the way I think I finally understand why This time in my life is called My prime.
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