Death is my Peace
Some are called to speak on certain topics. I love writing of love and revelations I’ve uncovered. But my kindest friend is Death. He has protected me when I’ve tried to come to him too early. My younger self reached her hands out to him in surrender many of nights. He held me but would never take me. In that level of balance and compassion I found the…
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