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a reason
Isaiah 55:11 : so is my word that goes out from my mouth: It will not return to me empty, but will accomplish what i desire and achieve the purpose for which I sent it.


about
i hope my words are strange and wondrous,
like kisses that quiet all things superfluous,
so that we can all stop and
listen


intertext

tai
lu
mikan
janice
qiao
dawn



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  the city lights miss me by inches..
maybe im stretching myself
too far
too fast..

the battle gets harder everyday.
the voices of scorn grow louder..
strength.
strength to look in the eye of scorn
and love all the same.
 


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