The cloud turned its face aside “I cannot see myself as I ought. The breeze has disturbed the water. Do I even exist?” Why do we let unreality distort our mirror image? Turning away does not change who we are. The truth is not external. Look inside. Look deeply Love yourself generously.
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I faced Him at the Gates.
You stole from me, He said. What did I steal from you? People. You told them I didn’t exist and they believed you. They could have been mine, Feasting in my house. Forever. The gates closed before me. Broken Out Loud
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AuthorWell, as the title says, I may never be a writer, but who knows what my brain holds. I'll just let it seep out onto this page now and then. It's a bit of a scary thought. Archives
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