Many ask me what

 

Many ask me what I am thinking

when my words form

why instead if the 'F word' I use freaking

why true loves touch makes my heart warm

many ask me why I think this way

How am I able to touch, taste, feel, smell and see,

why in life I am to do as I may

why I am able to be me

many ask me who I am

and I answer, 

I am a part of Gods bigger plan

I am strengthened through prayer

 

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