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Blessed


I realized I am blessed! And yes, I feel I have been gifted. Thank you for all I have and all I have been given sometime my gift becomes my curse . I just wish it would subside, be resilient it is a lot ,It is kind of crazy that something that makes you stand out, be different, makes it special, It feels like a burden and casted right by the devil. difficulties at times always ever demanded if it causes more harm than good, when it caused more problems than it should of been, blessed but not cursed. I realize, I'm blessing yes, I feel I've been gifted the devils has no chance when a blessing is with stood...
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