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8:35 PM

Sunday, November 26, 2023

MY LORD, FOR WHEN I GET TIRED, HOLD ME.

The world always tells me things from their perspective, and for that, I doubted myself for a long time, for what I wanted was either too much or nothing. I have said it before, and I am not afraid to say it a million more times if I have to - what I want for myself is not from anyone but from the one who created me. Limiting myself, fitting into the mirror of the world, always felt suffocating - the ground always, for me was, short and tight.


I ask you, my Lord, for who YOU are, not for who I am - for if I look at myself, everything seems impossible, it's suffocating, my bones hurt so bad, but the only solace I feel is looking at YOU, for all.


For YOU, it's just a matter of kun, for me it seems existing into none existance.


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