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I wanted nothing to do with the Light. It stung. It permeated. It was far too invasive. I fell in love with the midnight of my Soul. I self-medicated with the familiar pain. The Light was far too Holy, for someone as lowly as me. But, she was tender. Her voice was inviting. So, reluctantly, I allowed her in. And I welcomed her to this dark void I’ve made Home.
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Apr 6, 2018
Apr 6, 2018 at 11:27 AM UTC
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I wanted nothing to do with the Light. It stung. It permeated. It was far too invasive. I fell in love with the midnight of my Soul. I self-medicated with the familiar pain. The Light was far too Holy, for someone as lowly as me. But, she was tender. Her voice was inviting. So, reluctantly, I allowed her in. And I welcomed her to this dark void I’ve made Home.
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Apr 6, 2018
Apr 6, 2018 at 11:27 AM UTC
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