I did good stuff today so that should be worth something...right?
Hope.
Hope.
Hope.
Painful dreaming of Love.
My Lover.
Strength and Grace unfathomable.
Oh Lover,
Love me.
Broken, lost and weary as I am.
Emotionally I'm drained
and spirtually so worn,
like stone after so much water.
But hope.
Hope never ending.
Hope never dying.
Hope that healing exsists
and all will be revealed.
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