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Lives Interrupted

It makes me feel like crying, this suffering we do. The rain pelts the earth; the stratus overlay presses down—and the burdens within and without are heavy with rain, with tears. It doesn’t make sense—all this brokenness. Well, maybe on … Continue reading

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