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Grace


It was grace that created me and through grace I shall return to the ground. No love lost and no love found. We live in a world full of hate sometimes I wonder why we were ever created. Was it destiny or was it just our fate.
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I am a 17 year old young adult who is destine to go to college. I am really look twords a great future and finding a great career that fits me.

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Grant-Grey Porter Hawk Guda
<p>Powerful expression. Always let poetry fill your life. Keep expressing your heart. &nbsp;</p>

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