Day Twenty-One

Freedom.

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I am not my own. I was bought with the blood of Christ. I have never felt so free.

If I could eat dinner anywhere in the world, where would it be?

It would be in a small coastal town, on a warm, quiet beach. At sunset, of course.

Today I ate a bowl of roasted vegetables in the afternoon, and an apple in the evening.

– Lele M

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