Give me the strength to carry myself
to be the person I hope to be.
Give me grace to present myself
to be the person they all see.
Give me the patience to heal myself
to be the person that is me.
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Edge of Becoming
Looking down from the edge, I feel bravery rise inside the vastness— alarming echoes of the past ringing through my chest. I take a brea...
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If I sat quietly inside my mind, I might be able to pinpoint the absolute. If I stir up the passions and beauty of all that I feel, I could... -
My lips are wet, tasting the honey of passion. Moist and tender to touch, sensuous prowling for desire. Enter the suggestions I have see... -
My mind cleared and opened up My senses rose to new heights My understanding formed trueness My breath swept away clouds My touch embraced...
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