I have some. Well maybe quite a bit. Okay a whole lot. Heavy? Yes. Today, I think I got rid of a whole bunch. It's my fault. I allowed people to know me by looking at my baggage. I allowed people to accept me and my baggage. It wasn't good for them or me. The outside might have looked cool, hip or together. The inside would probably display a different look.
Baggage? Yeah.
It will hold you back. From what?
Being the real you.
The one God wants to come out.
Today.
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