[109 words] If this is not a place where tears are understood—Where do I go to cry?If this is not a place where my spirit can take wing—Where do I go to fly?If this is not a place where my questions can be asked—Where do I go to seek?If this is not a place where my feelings can be heard—Where do I go to speak?If this is not a place where you accept me as I am—Where do I go to be?If this is not a place where I try and learn and grow—Where do I go to be me? Ken Medema…
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