God
I hold onto my belief in God like a blind man holds to his guide.
I hold on like it is the only way I can live.
It is my life force and what keeps me going day by day.
It reassures me and comforts me.
Gives me strength and holds me up when I am weak.
I share it with others because it is too great to keep to myself.
I use it to propel my life forward, guiding my decisions and actions.
My belief in a higher being, one who is all knowing and loving,
is what I could not live without.
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