To be lost is to be held
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We are fragments of each other, scattered through time and place. Lost, yet guided. This journey isn't about perfection-it's about learning to see with the heart. We seek light, but sometimes it's through the darkness that we find it. Maybe the path isn't straight. Maybe it's a spiral, humbling us, teaching us to stop running from our own brokenness. The cracks in our souls don't make us lost-they make us visible to the light that's always been there, waiting to remind us that even in our ache, we are alive.
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