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Jul 28
Every time I speak to you,  
A spark ignites, a new hue.  
The growth you've helped me find,  
Has turned my life around, redefined.  

You've shaped me into someone,  
A version younger me would have loved.
Now, when I look in the mirror,  
I see a light, a brighter endeavor.  

Inspired by my own tale,  
My story, now, I cannot fail.  
You see the best in me, always,  
And slowly, I'm becoming that, I see.  

Oh, did you think I spoke of love,  
Of someone here, of a man?  
No, silly, I hold to chastity,  
And speak of God, His love, divinity.  

Through His embrace, I've been transformed,  
His love, a fire, has reformed.  
In Him, I find my strength, my guide,  
And in His light, my spirit's fed, my pride.
Written by
Brianna Brooks  19/F/United States
(19/F/United States)   
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