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# She is hiding behind her projected frumpiness.. but when my young lovely takes off her glasses;    Ah,    **** Those eyes are the reason men were given theirs. Group facilitator is Christ incarnate..                                       I am sure of it.      "How well do you want to get, Paul" I look over at her-- curled up on a chair pad.. hiding,  wondering Looking down.. and then looking up at me wondering if I'm gonna answer him;       "Paul?  Are you there?" I stare at her--  all alone, biting the back of her fingers fighting tears few in this world would understand There is roll-playing  in the group using both action and Word    **to climb all over me    and uncover me from where I hide.** He (my Jesus with an MA) is staring at me,  inviting I look back over at her "I'm not leaving it, Dave"               "Leaving what. Paul?" ***"My brokenness.. its shattering of my soul"*** He is staring at me, but begins to smile. I look over at her,  and just know   I will be with her forever #
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Feb 7, 2024
Feb 7, 2024 at 8:24 AM UTC
Wichita
# She is hiding behind her projected frumpiness.. but when my young lovely takes off her glasses;    Ah,    **** Those eyes are the reason men were given theirs. Group facilitator is Christ incarnate..                                       I am sure of it.      "How well do you want to get, Paul" I look over at her-- curled up on a chair pad.. hiding,  wondering Looking down.. and then looking up at me wondering if I'm gonna answer him;       "Paul?  Are you there?" I stare at her--  all alone, biting the back of her fingers fighting tears few in this world would understand There is roll-playing  in the group using both action and Word    **to climb all over me    and uncover me from where I hide.** He (my Jesus with an MA) is staring at me,  inviting I look back over at her "I'm not leaving it, Dave"               "Leaving what. Paul?" ***"My brokenness.. its shattering of my soul"*** He is staring at me, but begins to smile. I look over at her,  and just know   I will be with her forever #
there is a healing within the choice to not fully heal ..I'm going to Wichita https://youtu.be/WM5W5y9zb1A?si=qlW3TxqbLetoGUNh beautiful broken girl is me
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Feb 7, 2024
Feb 7, 2024 at 8:24 AM UTC
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