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Freedom


Away from the crowd,

My head in the clouds.

Escaping the world,

Just an "odd little girl."

Finding "ME"

The me that I enjoy to be.

That's what petry has done for me.

I found my life 

when I understood the price.

The price that was paid for us.

The price that should've been ours.

and now everyday

I will send my praise

writing about my savior.

and now every day 

I get lost in God's grace

writing about my savior.

 

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