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33. I’m Not Holy. And Thank God for That.

I’m Not Holy. And Thank God for That.

Sometimes your soul doesn’t want to fly. Sometimes she just wants to sit on the floor, swear a little, drink some damn coffee and whisper:
“I’m still here.”

July 12, 2025 0
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