xxi: more than yesterdays

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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.

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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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looking back

i browsed through our old conversations.

and i wondered to myself,

how you could have been attracted to such an insufferable chatterbox as me.

and i thought about

how determined i was to get you to talk to me.

and i laughed and cried at the same time.

4 years since my heart found you.

4 years of memories.

the best, sweetest memories.

should they extend forward,

or should i pack them up,

are we out of time?

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