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Ocean’s grip

Lost at sea… Drift in the open, Hope is  the only raft I have left. Otherwise the depths would take its claim. the ocean relentlessly batters  against my raft of my promise. I cannot see pass the waves so my faith will be my compass. I languish under weight of what I can’t see. MyContinue reading “Ocean’s grip”

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