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Feb 2015
How do I live
Let me count the ways
happy
lost
lonely, ecstatic
fully, intentionally, drifting, wandering
am I wasting away
this gift
that was ****** upon me at birth?
Oh, to remember
the conversation God and I had before
before I was made flesh and birthed
that ending conversation
Did I even know what I was saying?
Lord, remember me
and change me so I can return
I pray.
I prayIprayIprayIpray
So be it.
Victoria
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Victoria  United States
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