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Seightan
Seightan
22/M/Philippines
I will make you remember our first mass in the dark. I followed you into the shadows, I was lost for a while, but somehow I found you. And we were not ourselves anymore. Breathing heavily while our eyes were closed, You kept calling on God's name, but I know you were not praying. I heard you singing the psalms while I was worshiping you. I love the way you pulled my hair as I was taking my communion. I don't need a bread, because your flesh is more than enough. I kept on coming back for this until your wine poured Silence came, and we stood up but then you kneeled... I wonder why, but you just look at me with a smile and said "It's my turn now".
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Jul 9, 2020
Jul 9, 2020 at 6:09 PM UTC
First Mass