Gods Plans
My hear shattered
the day I walked
out of your house.
The sixteen months
I spent with you
was gone forever.
But after sitting with family I opened up to my new best friend, called, "God." It all made sense
now because I was a new person. Opening up to new things and new experiences. He was
always there when I felt low or eneregyless. Practicing prayer helped me and my family overcome
struggles. From
the lowest point
in my life, I found
a new me with new
inspirations from religion.
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