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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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  thats right im procrastinating. what foo?
why am i stuck in this place?
why can't i do what i want to do?
you will.
will i?
yes.
why don't i feel a tangible talent for something..
why am i not special?
you are.
am i?
yes.

but i don't see myself with a "x" factor?
why do i feel so average?
you aren't.
really?
yes.
why isn't this "x" factor more obvious to me?
why can't i have something to take pride in.
you do.
really?
my grace is sufficient for you.
 


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