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In Seasons of Grief and My 36th Birthday

 

In Seasons of Grief and My 36th Birthday

Every breath

Is a step

Inhale

Pause

Exhale

Again

And again

Every tear

Is a baptism

Cleansing

Testifying

New realities

Drop 

By drop

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  1. AnonymousJuly 24, 2023 at 12:56 PM

    I hope that grief is momentary and you find your joy in the Lord always.

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