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Jan 2020
my heart has been the same since it was broken long ago
by everything around me I have slowly come to know
I tried to write The Story but The Story turned to rain    
and left me here, remembering, the lives I’ve spent to gain
a thousand years had passed, or so My Spirit said to me
and I began to realize I had never learned to breathe
I’d given up the energy and patience that I had
to moments I had hoped would be okay when they had passed
“если мы неверны, Он пребывает верен, ибо Себя отречься не может.”
‭‭Второе послание к Тимофею‬ ‭2:13‬
Olga Valerevna
Written by
Olga Valerevna  Vladivostok
(Vladivostok)   
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