Hope
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Started in December
After all this time…I sometimes feel hanging by a thread; still holding on for dear life.It’s on days like these, where every speck of improvement suddenly feels smaller than before and I’m left wondering if it’s all coming back or if I even escaped at all, when I fear that nothing’s happening… it seems to… Continue reading
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My King’s hands
I won’t talk about my past. I don’t miss it anymore, nor the idea I held of it all. Has your heart ever been torn in a mending kind of way? Just as if a sword pierced it in a healing manner. Yesterday mine was: I had tried to forget before, to hold on to… Continue reading
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Autumn clearing
You’re high up, and I’m down low. One thing I know for sure and it’s this: Nothing takes You by surprise… That I spoke utter foolishness while growing up and how I wish I could speak new things; like how great You are, the greatest in the whole universe which fits in Your hand. That… Continue reading
