:The Stranger I See (Pt 2)

I remember this being better. But that’s kind of how our memories work. The lens we remember things sometimes makes them seem a little better (or worse) than they actually were. God? Are you there? Can you hear my thoughts? If you can, I plead….please….heal my heart. How I’ve gotten here, I don’t even know. […]

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:The Stranger I See (Pt. 1)

*Another one from that dark place. But one of my favorites.* “What’s wrong with me”, I often ask As I look at the stranger in the looking glass. A vessel once full, has now become hollow, Still watching close by, but refusing to follow. I thought I knew what would fill it, I pursued it, […]

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