adolescence heavenly ecstatic

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How does an almost adult praise God? I give thanks through my own body.  It seems to be the only way I feel connected to you.  My youthfulness hadn't the faintest clue of courage, favor, or ecstacy.   
My words are a journey in itself, An adventure which defines my identity, Most likely as an individual; From a 'seed' to a 'root' stemming a lineage of an ancient wealth,
Standing at the bus stop I was waiting for a next bus holding an umbrella in my hand as it was raining that fine evening I saw a gorgeous teenage girl also waiting for a bus
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