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Let’s be honest. My face is what is broken.
I have more than I could ask or imagine. My dreams are coming true. I am surrounded with love and kindness.
The scars are still here. They remind me of what I was. Absolutely nothing. There was dirt then me below the dirt. Maybe I still am nothing. But there is God and God is something and God made something out of nothing.
I hope the same for you.
Bitterness and hate hurt yourself not me:(
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