some stories need be repeated, over and over
I pray, to remain inside this story
wisdom is to understand, those stories that hold onto us
we all have desires, even when hidden from sight
can you imagine, the loneliness?
love is something we come to by grace
let me be my own true child
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That last line…wow.
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Think today I’m chasing my own tail. A good afternoon & then some.
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“I pray, to remain inside this story”
Love this. It’s hard for me, sometimes, to live in the moment that’s actually happening.
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For us all. Best I know is to remember, I do have a home. We are always welcome home.
You know, old story, a plane flies here to there. It aims, drifts, corrects. How you get where you’re going even if most of the time you were going off course. Yea?
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Exactly. And sometimes it’s all about that view on the way…somewhere.
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