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I came to you not knowing there was more to this life than just surviving it. Poem by J. Grace

Woman

Like my mother before me, I was made to create. And only I decide What kind of beauty I will imagine. Poem by J. Grace

a beautiful life

Do not judge or compare your hurts, your years, and your joys to another’s. You have created a beautiful life— own it. Poem by J. Grace