"...Reach. Reach as high as you can. Reach as far as you can stretch your hands. Reach until you can no longer stand, but rather, dance upon the clouds as the sun sets in the sky. Hear the wind whistle and bells chime. Hear God say to you, 'You are forever mine; until beyond the end of time.'..."
So, my dear, please listen because I want you to know. Go and tell the world why you are here. Even when you feel weary, you are not alone. Come, join us in our safe place, join us in awaiting for our forever place in a forever home.
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Ink stains in a notebook
Şiir*TRIGGER WARNING* This book began as ink stains in a old notebook. I figured I'd publish some of the writings on here to get some unresolved feelings a bit more out of my system. Just a friendly reminder- these are my writings- written by ME- P...
