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i am not irredeemable. there are permanent marks on people i've known, left by the wars they fought against me; i have done more wrong than i can ever remember,      or begin to repair. there are people for whom i'm a monster, and i know the validity of that claim -- but i am not irredeemable. does the sky ruin itself with storms? does the earth make itself unholy with every quake and eruption? i have struck with lightning,            and been struck in return but i am not all magma and thunderheads. i am clear skies and gentle showers; i am calm tides, and soft grass. i am not irredeemable.
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Feb 16, 2019
Feb 16, 2019 at 4:41 PM UTC
july 2018
i am not irredeemable. there are permanent marks on people i've known, left by the wars they fought against me; i have done more wrong than i can ever remember,      or begin to repair. there are people for whom i'm a monster, and i know the validity of that claim -- but i am not irredeemable. does the sky ruin itself with storms? does the earth make itself unholy with every quake and eruption? i have struck with lightning,            and been struck in return but i am not all magma and thunderheads. i am clear skies and gentle showers; i am calm tides, and soft grass. i am not irredeemable.
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Feb 16, 2019
Feb 16, 2019 at 4:41 PM UTC
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