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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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  你無淚的眼眶後藏著甚麼?
an excerpt from today's freewriting session:

自私是甚麼

是想留在你身邊,

還是想離開?


我無法抽身,

每當我面對你,都說太多。


後悔。

但無法不說。

為甚麼你不明白?


还能做甚麼?


愛你,

想守護你的快樂,

像世界展現你的好。

想每天聽到你的笑聲


這些都是我最想要的事。


但我發現我越來越沮喪,

越來越累。

無法守住你的幸福。

不想放開,但手已無力。

不想也得放開。


the truth is,

the world is dark

and the world is light.


and the sad truth is,

i never knew you.


世界的巨大描述了我的眇小。

the end of a life,


and lunches must still be eaten.

 


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