although we may not speak anymore, i read with joy that mkb has really, truly moved on since her cataclysm. What more, it was a delight to know that she obtained a job, and on top of that fits her schedule and needs perfectly. In addition to that it encourages her to attend church and allows her to carry out her favourite past time.
Truly; truly it is exceedingly and abundantly more than she could ever imagine. It is indeed such delight to read that after such an excruciating and traumatic event, she clawed up and carried on. So devastating the effect of her heartbreak that it resonated and well, somewhat affected third parties such as myself. Acceptance; it will be something i have to accept mostly due to my insolence and insensitivity.
Looking over the fence again sparked renewed hope. No longer are we Chandala – yet again it is déjà vu. We always look and see at others. Maybe, just maybe things are at a standstill because of self-imposed limitations. We’re going to do something this evening seeing that it is Friday. We are going to surrender the curses.
No more kuetkatsu
No more kuetkatsu
No more “Songsang”
No more.
without sounding selfish, but claiming promises; “The blessings of The Maker, breaks all curses”
No more.
without sounding selfish, but claiming promises; “The blessings of The Maker, breaks all curses”
This is what we are going to do tonight – Being free, truly free from the haunting nightmares.
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