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As I walk around these halls, I look at all these white walls.

No color at all.

I take it one step at a time. Then I ask myself, 'why?'

I sigh.

Why did God make me this way?

I know it sounds so boring to say. But it's a question I've had anyway.

I'm not mad. Nor am I sad. I'm not even glad.

Just content.

Now, what did God just send?

A sign from heaven.

I don't know what it means. I've seen so many scenes.

To be so young, I know so much. Just not what I want to know.

I think about it all...as I walk around these halls.





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