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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著地

回到這熟悉的地方，
從新掉進熟悉的步驟，
無法打破熟悉的習慣，
努力邁向熟悉的明天，
這是我的 ‘回來’。

the nuances that lie between one word and another,
are realized only when the words come alive in the most sensory manner.

我無法忘記，
我無法釋懷，
我無法原諒，
我無法解開。

你走的越近，我心裡就越慌，
掩蓋不了的不舒服，
用沈默來克服，用安靜來堵住。

腳著地的那一瞬間，
我的心，也沒多眨几眼，
繼續往安全的方向跑。

可是，現在的我，
腳並不打算跟著，
下決心的我，
深呼吸，
開口說，

“回來”。

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