Healing God. And you love him

Forgive me for my I am no better than everyone you consider. Your children Iam that you have adopted me into your family and come to me.you. For sending. You confort to smooth I. Don't need. To. Look. To a friend.for.Pray and smile. All we. Do. Pray. And remember choose to die.No matter how special you are. Written 9/11/08. Posted 9/18/11

poem by Susan Garelick
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