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at times wheni feel like You're just looking at me - insoaked prayers - albeit with Your eyes closed, as if Your power is to silent stare. i remember the sparrow outside my window, warm under December snow. You love me,even in silence. — 03.08.2022©2022 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer. All Rights Reserved.Photo via Unsplash.This work is licensed… Continue reading silent stare
As of the moment You surely know how our hands feel powerless, as if we sailed too far from our familiar land, stuck amidst the blue vast sea of uncertainty we are not sure how deep, how long will this salted wilderness be. An anchor weighs heavy yet can keep ships steady amidst a brutal… Continue reading steady anchor
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