Sarah's p.o.v
Jumping off the deep end,
he lost hope. He loosened his grip on my
hand. He needed a different kind of friend,
Jesus perhaps. Jesus helped him around
the next bend.

Sarah's p.o.v
Jumping off the deep end,
he lost hope. He loosened his grip on my
hand. He needed a different kind of friend,
Jesus perhaps. Jesus helped him around
the next bend.
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