What I have
But what I want
What I have though
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Teach me gratitude, God, so I won’t be rude, bitter with an angry disgusting attitude, every day is a gift and every night blessed, light, yes, swift into the next blessing fully dressed in compassion Jesus Lord of lords supreme superior captain
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Spent precious hours planting flowers more than presentation, something to remember me by after I pass, visitation, God saved me from myself I was headed to depression’s dungeon led by anxiety and victimhood, cousins, wax in my ears, suicide buzzing, so when I complain I need to look back upon how far I am now, on track
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What I have
But what I want
What I have though.