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Force fed lies…still tryna digest, so much more to being holy than Just the way you’re dressed… obsessed with tryna impress, fulfill any and all request but feels more like you’re under arrest, you look depressed, but I guess as long as you look like the rest…you’re blessed? I protest this needs to be addressed…I see you girl, you’re afraid so many feelings, thoughts unexpressed…you’re not delivered just because you suppress ….lemme guess, you’re scared to “transgress” so you live in silent distress, spiritual unrest…May I suggest? This could be a test….time for you to reassess
You’re not better because you wear long sleeves or because your dress goes past your knees or even because of the men you try to please, believe me God sees…how you cut off anyone who slightly disagrees…everyone was created unique not Siamese.  The only thing that’s gonna make you better is when you learn the keys, get on your knees, stop trying to appease, love people like HE did, even the least of these…If you can’t get past their appearance, you’re part of the disease……It’s not what you believe that makes you better it’s your behavior…however…I digress, wishing you the very best, in your quest to find peace and happiness

Casaundra Baker

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