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Unlike Me

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LECTURAS 185
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Partes 5
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Regular teens sleep through the dark mornings, unlike me; washing and wrapping myself for Him.

Regular teens spend their day talking about their first and last, unlike me; too drawn to the beauty of this Earth to realize I'm all alone. 

Regular teens end their night with melodies in their ears, unlike me; weeping of words of the world, for Him. 

Regular teens accept themselves without judgement, unlike me; whose guilt eat them up with judgement for Him.

I live in two very different worlds for me to realize that I have always, been alone.Todos los derechos reservados

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