Hop scotch begins our childhood lives,
Or cooties take control.
Liking someone is against kids rules.
Yes, we start out innocent and free.
Soon thereafter we grow up.
Preparing for the real world.
I went on the path of faith.
Really digging deeper into It.
I confessed my wrongdoings.
Today I get filled with Him and his…
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