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How unworthy is my soul of the abundance of blessing that have been bestowed upon it? How wretched I have been in my dealings and thinking when I am unwrapping the package that engulfs myself like parchment paper. Instead of gently peeling away my nuances so that the mixture of my true meaning can be exposed, I choose to rip open that paper relentlessly letting the flavors and juices escape only to be lost forever. I am so reckless!
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Dec 6, 2016
Dec 6, 2016 at 3:24 AM UTC
Joanne Mathis / Parchment Paper
How unworthy is my soul of the abundance of blessing that have been bestowed upon it? How wretched I have been in my dealings and thinking when I am unwrapping the package that engulfs myself like parchment paper. Instead of gently peeling away my nuances so that the mixture of my true meaning can be exposed, I choose to rip open that paper relentlessly letting the flavors and juices escape only to be lost forever. I am so reckless!
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Dec 6, 2016
Dec 6, 2016 at 3:24 AM UTC
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