

One morning, you walked out toOne morning, you walked out to the horizon. I traced the blurry edges of your profile but the sun blinded me and the tears made it harder for me to focus. I remember gatheringOne morning, you walked out to
everything you had given me in a package. I thrusted it under your arm and insisted
you take it -
I imagined carrying
something like it to make it hard, slow, for anyone to move. Alas, a box of unrealized possibilities
did not bear as much weight. You strode away with your usual swagger, and bled into the sunrise as quickly as you had come.
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In learning you will teach, and in teaching you will learn.
Liking the gallery!
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Reach out and touch faith.
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Cold heart
Cold, cold hands
I think I'm beginning to understand
Automatic flash point I see you
Across the floor
Make all things new
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