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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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  lazy afternoon

there are certain afternoons,
(and this is one of them)
where i am supposed to be productive,
but wind up instead,
frolicking in certain activities that i usually do not engage much in.



and the way these shafts of light
fall across my path, seem
like steps to a better way where
the end is a me
as beautiful
as delicate
as powerful
as present
as a rose in the springtime
blooming with a knowing mind
of a breath that's new
of a grace unfair
of a love that promises
a place with you.

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