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Jan 2016
I’ve taken the plunge. The full thing. No stone undone. No strings attached. What now? Complete and utter faith, says the soul.
I’ve taken the plunge. The full thing. No stone undone. No strings attached. What now? Failure and brokenness is all that’s left, says the heart.
I’ve taken the plunge. The full thing. No stone undone. No strings attached. What now? Your preconceived plan will unravel in time, says the mind.
I’ve taken the plunge. The full thing. No stone undone. No strings attached. What now? A hopeless and devoid state of life, says the body.
I’ve taken the plunge. The full thing. No stone undone. No strings attached. What now? What now? What now?
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Rachel Rose Oommen
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Rachel Rose Oommen  22/F/Bangalore, India.
(22/F/Bangalore, India.)   
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