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prodigal
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i was drowning and there were 2 ropes thrown to me, 1 i knew . i had been here b4, it got me back to where i was b4 a place i knew well. i'd just pull myself up and i knew where i was, but this other rope i didn't know. i was told it led to a better place but i had never seen this place. So holding on to 2 ropes i had to choose which to climb. eventually in faith and hope i let go of the old 1st rope and held tight the other rope. before i could start climbing, the rope pulled me up, i just had to hold on and even that seemed easy and natural as if the rope was really holding me. it took me to a new place, the old was completely gone, everything was fresh and new and there was a place for me there where i now knew i belonged.