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Nov 2014
Today I jumped the chasm with my own
Two feet.
Pushoff.
Feet through air.
Eyes wide, traveling beneath my feet to the
Gorge below.
Breathing in the screams of the
Helpless who were grappling with gnarled hands; reaching for my
Ankles to pull, but then
You held me; Your
Breath caught my arms and You
Carried me.
Feet on dirt;
Eyes on You;
I am home.
Weary Traveler
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Weary Traveler
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