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Writer's pictureVictoria S. Rios-Rivas

I Arrived As I Am


Withered, Wounded, and Torn.

Tired, Winded, and Worn.


Father, aide me to be

Resilient, Strengthened, and Bold.


Fill me with Your

Wisdom, Guidance, and Grace.


Forgive my heated

Hatred, Anger, and Blame.


Heal me Father,

Heal me from my

brokenness,

numbness,

and pain.


By: Victoria S. Rios-Rivas

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