Why?
Why?
Why am I here?
Why was I born?
Why did I write these things?
Why am I asking why?
Why am I here?
Why was I born?
Why did I write these things?
Why am I asking why?
Grace is a gift, the most precious in the world. It is born out of Love, and from grace flow freedom, hope and eternity. Grace is a gift; it costs the receiver nothing and the Giver everything when it should be the other way around.
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why not?
Heck, yeah. Why not, huh?
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