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the speaker's prophesy for me.
an image of the rose of sharon.
i'm broken.
i'm so fragile.
yet Jesus is my strength.
i'll have no more nightmares. (literally?)
something will happen after my graduation. and i need to ask God what it is.
in the meantime, love my parents and honour my parents.
Thank you papa God. much love. :)
~tarrying~
