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The End That Didn’t Find Emends
I don’t know where to startI suppose this is coming from the heart. I’d hoped the day would never come that we’d depart. But here I sit, with the end that didn’t find emends, crackling memories drift, while my life has fallen apart. I speak your name as though you’re still herelike it might summon …
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The Benevolent Conundrum
We cascade through life with the benevolent conundrum of cohabitation, regardless of emotional interpretation, drifting beside each other like unfinished thoughts, unread paragraphs in the same collapsing book. Tethered by invisible threads of proximity and timing, we speak in glances and half-gestures, broadcasting signals only the lonely know how to pick up. I exist two…
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Who are we to gallivant through life, when God’s will calls us to hold stead fast in faith? That question reverberates like a hymn in an empty sanctuary, quiet, piercing, and necessary. There’s something profoundly honest in wondering whether our restless pursuit of experience, ambition, and freedom ever edges too far from the anchoring depth…
