Thursday, 28 July 2005
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this is what it means to be held. how it feels when the sacred is torn from your life and you s u r v i v e. this is what it is to be loved. and to know that the promise was when everything fell we’d be held.
who am i? that the voice that calmed the sea, would call out through the rain, and calm the storm in me.
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