I am named Dianna. And I am living, if the calendar and time is really accurate, for already seventeen years. I am a soul. We all are. We wander. We get lost. We are trapped with these bodies which are all subjected to criticisms and all sorts of physical punishments. We are slaves of our own names. But I'm free. & you too! Jesus freed us, so take your stand. Don't let anybody put harness on you.
Ask Me, Myself, I, and the World.
Theme Urban 3 by Max Davis
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