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Why Am I Here
Spelunking inside her mind, searching for the answer she cannot find. She keeps looking, draped in fear as she asks, why am I here? No one is guiding her path she only exists as an aftermath of two drifting, lost souls who were unable to define their goals. Two humans united on a withering night, giving spark to a life without delight. How could they in such despair not be fully aware that the seeds of poverty they sewed would grow up to be predisposed to a life of abject gloom because their spirits contained not one bloom. Growing up with a feeling of being alone, keenly aware she didn't belong in a community with a rare glimpse of grace for a family seemingly out of place. Streets lined with false facades of people believing they were a favorite of God's. A little child unable to discern and find her way became the nasty people's prey. After years on the battlefield of life, she again feels the pain that cuts like a knife. A divorced mother of two; one a father, the other gay, they both live far, far away. She bows her head to pray, and ask why does it have to be this way. Her heart is empty of cheer. She softly whispers, why am I here?
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