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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
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tai
lu
mikan
janice
qiao
dawn
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stained
sometimes i look
at a page on a book,
and see the faint mark
of a tear-stained spot
wrinkled and faded,
cynical and jaded,
the only proof of
a tired heart.
Labels: my poetry, personal
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