Our hearts cry, and our blood looks the same. For dead men are speaking, to the world from the grave.
Poetry- Yes, Black Lives Matter
Authentic Truths- A Dreamers Rant
I 'found' myself in Florida. That silly cliche never appealed to me until I could relate. I fell in love with my soul in the few years we were blessed to live there.
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Five Minute Friday- Prompt word- “Direction”
Through my doubt and fear, He will raise a mighty voice for those left feeling voiceless, powerless, and lost in a Christian world that works differently than they do.
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