Spring is here but everything is just so bleak,
Like a tree in the bitter cold, every blow of wind takes away a piece of me,
A baobab I thought I was,
Able to survive with no fat leaves to store my water,
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Jesus will tell you who you are? The picture you painted is not you. You need to find you In Jesus is the true you So beautiful that you can imagine You are God's own He loves you.