Today I remember a teenage girl....
who was very shy
and very lonely.
Who had few friends - (but the friends she had were the best.)
She could talk with them and laugh with them
She could share things with them - some things that is - not EVERYTHING.
She lacked the confidence to express herself - except in her poems.
She wrote lot's of poems - some expressed loneliness, others frustration but most expressed hope and a faith well formed for one so young.
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