pain
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A Traveler’s Admission
This is not our home. I’ve seen realities that break my heart, bring me to bitter sorrow. I’ve met people who fill me to overflow with hope, an offering of light for tomorrow. When air becomes hard to breathe, I seek to disappear. Somehow, someway, there’s always You who meets me here. I see clearly,…
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Pain in the Pass-ion
The line is long enough. I do not care to file in with those who readily offer their anecdotes to following or dismembering one’s passion. Passion, after all, quite literally in ancient terms means “to suffer”. Oh, what a pain it brings. Giving of oneself vulnerably, genuinely. It leaves a mark. A deep and bloody…
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