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Soft

Come on Inspiration Rain down on me. I'm desperately searching for the words that my heart would say if it could talk. Beautiful extraordinary, and supernatural are the words that come to mind now. Beautiful is the sunset and the sea, while we walk and talk about our little plans. Extraordinary is the light that shines within and above me, is the light that shines in your forest-filled eyes. Supernatural are the prayers that He answered. If I were to give anyone solid advice, it would be to never, ever stop praying. Long-suffering prayers will soon be rewarded. I have faith today. It's been lifting weights and doing push-ups, so it's strong and firm. The Lord has my back, He loves me and believes in me. I don't care what others think or say. Nothing is more important than home. I don't have time to fancy my fears, to listen to ugliness, to walk around in pride. The Lord wants me to be quiet, to be tender, and make my home warm. He wants me to be sweet and delicate. I've spent most of my life trying to be a woman that I was not. I was tough hard, cruel, and vicious. I was a cold person hated myself and others around me. That was never who I was supposed to be I let the world harden my soul. Now I'm soft again. Soft but not defenseless. .

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