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I descend into an unopened sky, the ocean floor, the final embrace of a graveyard. Find your fill of me before my blue pales like a sour moon.

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For now, I’ll bring what I can to my own four walls. I recognize the purpose, the promise of this: a church is made by its space, by its practices.
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Practice Promise Purpose Recognition Space
Hold me here, where I feel less like a stranger to my own laughter. Where it’s easier to believe things happen for a reason or maybe, at least, out of a thousand winding roads my life might take, I will still find one that fits me.
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Feeling Hold Life Oneself Reason Road Stranger
Take me back to the evergreen trees; to the sunlight through the leaves, the bending ferns and fronds. The pitter of the rain, the smooth rocks sleeping under moss. Take me back to the life I know before this body.
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Body Known Leaves Life Myself Sunlight Tree
Change is not a four letter curse word I once believed it to be.
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Believe Change Curse Myself
People have been washed away by less. I’ll take every step gently. So often, you can’t tell the rush of a riptide until you’re already at sea.
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Myself People Sea Wash
I’d get lost in this green, ferns leaning against the trees, soil stuck to my feet, never dream of finding my way back again.
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Dreams Lost Myself Tree Way
We’ve never seen what a happy life could look like if we chose to spend it by ourselves – sharing our beautiful lives with friends, family members, the occasional crush, and lounging out in that quiet space alone as if an idyllic sunned beach.
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Choice Family Friendship Happiness Life Ourselves Quiet Space
Please come here, but not too close.
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Close Near One Liner
I sit on the bare floor, leave my palms unturned, and watch relief pool into one hand, and uncertainty in the next. I will try not to lean more one way or another, but let them hold each other as company.
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Company Floor Hands Leaving Myself Uncertain
I never lose pieces of me, I just gain new understanding.
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Lose Myself Perspective Pieces Understand
I will still live like a ghost in the mornings; walking, listening, pouring coffee to finish sometime by the afternoon, when I’ve had enough of watching the world and do all I can to live in it.
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Enough Ghost Listening Morning Myself Walk
In a dream, my fingertips pulse. I’ll be patient in my blooming. In a dream, I let time pass through open hands.
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Bloom Dreams Hands Healing Myself Open Patience Self Love Time
I still know the fabric of where I begin and end.
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Beginning End Fabric Myself
In a dream, I’m holding you close and when I wake, I do. How lucky, to want and have.
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Close Dreams Hold Myself Wake Up
I’ll craft a haven that that cradles every joy and sorrow, but doesn’t hold them to keep.
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Craft Happiness Hold Myself Sorrow
I allow myself to be a weathervane; receive every feeling that greets the shore of me.
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Allow Feeling Greatness Myself

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